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No Dreamy Kind of
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September 2016 No Dreamy Kind of
Picture, could try to, portray .....this life of mine.
The wind, is still cold, no matter which way, you try and spell it.
While darkness, is just that, and doesn't always end, at the break of day.
For its true to say, as tomorrow never comes, its a mere repeat, of what went today.
Would that yesterday hast named me, after all.
For
I am nonetheless that second
Singular
Person......
Giajl © Jim Love
