I’m having trouble closing thoughts. I have a lot of words built on other words taking up a lot of space but there is no substance. The point of the thoughts escape me. I start with stone but end with air.
I’m tempted to just post the open ended thoughts.
I met that writer in his home once, the home whose sidewalk he was most likely shoveling when he had the fatal heart attack.
I Will Live For You
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And I did, I was
I was living for you
all of those years back then
and now and I think you know
maybe knew or probably didn't notice
because that's okay
I lo...
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