i find
old friend
of mine
that
you have left
your footprints
in my mind
from
the days
when you tromped
down the bracken
of my narrow and
parochial upbringing
then
planted the paper daisies
and bright poppies
of free and radical thinking...
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
i find
old friend
of mine
that
you have left
your footprints
in my mind
from
the days
when you tromped
down the bracken
of my narrow and
parochial upbringing
then
planted the paper daisies
and bright poppies
of free and radical thinking...
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