unloved by all but the few who came up with me
I've learned who and what to trust
and even those who've fallen away
had something to teach
I'm having a lucid moment now
so I can comprehend
what tomorrow may sound like gibberish
or move me again to ire
Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
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