Half Forgotten... .Memories
By sidewinder
Insight verifying that warm light sensuous in its own being, Never knowing where it starts or where it ends, But conscious of its own existence, defined by those who revile in it like a memory half forgotten contemporary in its own being, Why... you say? I don't know, Maybe it just sounded good. June 4, 2001 Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 21 2002 04:25 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn other
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