Poem: Then
I can’t wait til I am stronger
to figure out where I went then
Now I am here
Back
Forward
Unsteady
Unclean
There was a moment when I would I peek outside
and think:
It is so beautiful there
If only this weren’t happening
to figure out where I went then
Now I am here
Back
Forward
Unsteady
Unclean
There was a moment when I would I peek outside
and think:
It is so beautiful there
If only this weren’t happening
posted by debbie millman at 5/10/2005 08:28:00 PM
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