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Dec 2010
look for me when
there's light.
search for me from
the sidewalk.
peer up from the past
steer away from the
future.
but if you hurt, and
sting like fire...
I'll drop you here
splashing heat on my
toes
because ice can fix that.
but I
warn you now, memory
only
gets patched over,
not erased.
Copyright FHW, 2010
F White
Written by
F White
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