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.                                                       <> ***in my middle life, more than ever, I need a once upon a time. I forget how easy it is to forget—can’t imagine starting      Anything new. I used to love the satisfying finality At the conclusion of movies when a giant The End Flashed across the Big Screen. Maybe one solution: We could all change our names every day.*** A verse from "Coventry Lake" by Bruce Cohen                                                            <> before I knew why, before Bruce explained it all, wink! wink! change my name quite often way past the middle years, can't remember what I forgot, so a new poem looks sorta maybe **** familiar, another guy's guise maybe, can't be truly sure, but the grasp of time upon my croaking, gasping voice box, youthful insistent, give it another parting shot! yeah, I still need a once upon a time e v e r y d a y rap you a rhyme friend, crank it out, one more a time, before hitting the Dead End sign, gonna sweat one more script from the po-ahem pores do it so it will be your call, when shouting out, it's a wrap when you complete, and Declaration signature swirl an emboldened name, whichever, no matter everyday you need a once more upon time to indelible a full throated, Yahoo! It's mine going out, writing out loud The End!
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
change your name everyday / I need a once upon a time
.                                                       <> ***in my middle life, more than ever, I need a once upon a time. I forget how easy it is to forget—can’t imagine starting      Anything new. I used to love the satisfying finality At the conclusion of movies when a giant The End Flashed across the Big Screen. Maybe one solution: We could all change our names every day.*** A verse from "Coventry Lake" by Bruce Cohen                                                            <> before I knew why, before Bruce explained it all, wink! wink! change my name quite often way past the middle years, can't remember what I forgot, so a new poem looks sorta maybe **** familiar, another guy's guise maybe, can't be truly sure, but the grasp of time upon my croaking, gasping voice box, youthful insistent, give it another parting shot! yeah, I still need a once upon a time e v e r y d a y rap you a rhyme friend, crank it out, one more a time, before hitting the Dead End sign, gonna sweat one more script from the po-ahem pores do it so it will be your call, when shouting out, it's a wrap when you complete, and Declaration signature swirl an emboldened name, whichever, no matter everyday you need a once more upon time to indelible a full throated, Yahoo! It's mine going out, writing out loud The End!
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
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