I often forget, is it the end or the beginning, as I watch the colors of the sky. I recall a memory or is it something I am to forget, reflectively I sigh. My heart longs
for you; We are the same, You seem so close, yet so far, My heart races with questions, © Katheran Crawford 2006
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