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Ronnie
As life’s river flows
Whose times dam shan’t slow.
I look back to yesterday’s sand
When I walked a different land.
As I travel this road
Carrying this tolling load.
I think back on this asphalt
When I didn’t weigh the faults.
When I look in my soul
Before the gleam became dull.
I remember paying the cost
Of counting all I lost.
Waking in the early hours
To dawdle to the pharmacy we called ours.
The looks we got, the scours given, just to rid of us they yearned.
I may have a torn bloodstone.
I may travel this earth alone.
Yet it still remains in here
If not for you I wouldn’t have survived these years.
