Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Hearts make us alright
to survive
to cry
to let go and fly
Someone told me
Sunshine throws light
the Moon and the night
Don't think about walking away
until you have felt the high
Signs are there
Voices heard outside
Really listen
To someone
As if for the first time
As if for the last
Time is a book
So many pages ahead of us
So many behind
Beware

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