There,
while standing there,
don't be afraid to care,
and,
if you begin to stare,
down a weakened fare,
Welcome new Air.
what's over your shoulder?
is it murky red?
they don't stop, even with settled debt,
here comes the feelings of feeling spent,
there's a mind, a body and her very scent,
no this can't be,
a game of came?
and a game of went?
There,
while standing there,
don't be afraid to care,
and,
if you begin to stare,
down a weakened fare,
Welcome the new Air.
Monday, June 24, 2013
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