Tuesday, September 18, 2007
THE ROAD OF NO RETURN
And then there’s that road again. I looked back and saw so clearly what I could not see walking forward on the road I looked at it and I looked at it, then It appeared to be right as rain as it turned out it was a bad, bad storm I stepped over boulders fell on pebbles Early on walking along doing fine saw an exit named love hit that ramp at full speed never looking right or left fifteen wasted years later; walked again I walked on into old age my vision has blurred cataracts and clouds invade my...
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