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Things I think of.....
to M.

I think many things,
of rainy days and sand between my toes at the beach,
of autumn leaves and apples...just out of reach,
these thoughts I gladly share,
not so the thoughts of dark dispair.
What good can come of thoughts like these,
lonely, cold thoughts that only displease?
But in sharing they change,
becoming warm, mellow and slightly strange...
In contrast lives the spice,
not just in all things nice !



eb 20 June 2007 east london

 

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