by Tonia   Aug 14, 2017

I am mumbling a
Few giddy things
I cannot say a
Sad good bye
If I was not here to
Begin with.

Perhaps, once I was
A present moment
For your sake
I would profess
That some time ago
There I have lived.

Though so long
From now, I
Cannot seem to see
So I refuse
To see altogether.
The nitty-gritty do not
Phase me
Turned to look at
And turned to stone.



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