No. 37 August 27, 2012

Imagine how waters flow

Like ink forever on a page

The way the words melt into place

Somehow they just know their way

And I just writ ethe message down

With every breath they whisper how

I'll make sure the stories last

When I blink, their memories flash

I see their face I speak their words

In literature no one ever dies

Words can be more than lies

Just let them lead wandering eyes

Guide fumbling hands

For art will bring them back to life


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