Sunday, December 8, 2013

Now , again

Been a long while
  some time for sure
 Hand nor heart 
   connected
Never born
  words to pen
Imagination
  forgotten, neglected

 Maybe an arising
   awaking per-say
Will widen
  Eyes clearly open
Perhaps. purchance
  etched forever
Words almost
   never spoken


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