And how can I?
I thought, staring inwards at my mind,
it's synaptic tangles buzzing.
as they twirl, grow and wind.
Could I ever?
I wondered, examining each,
As memories flooded back like warmth.
Every frozen winter night, every day on the beach.
The chapters of my life
May take one eternity to write,
all this love, anger, pain all this passion and strife
The chapters of my life
May take forever to compile,
And I still be living one more chapter,
all the while,
all the while.




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