Dec 172012

I remember the vividness of the moment so well.  We were young like yesterday and I could remember the motives behind your gaze of sympathy.  I was asked politely to leave and I should have known better.  I didn’t.  I am often asked about the future by people, people I admire.  I have no answers about the future.  I have none.
But I could tell of the past.  I can remember well.


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