No will. Just thoughts. No effort. Just laziness. No reason. Just me. July 24, 2000 |
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This poem was originally in my AIM profile last summer. It came about on one of those days where I did absolutely nothing. I always feel like such a failure on those days, but during the summertime, there are lots and lots of them. I had an extremely simple day. That's why the poem is so simple. Or is it? | |||||||
jenny says take me there shoulda coulda woulda you don't say snapshot ~~home~~ |