“EXCERPT” 7 May 1992

My biggest regret
is there will always be something left unsaid
beauty and love and summer days
Something I forgot
left out in the cold
She is beautiful
too delicate to hold
We all have dreams
there is nothing left to say
I wish there could be change
but there is nothing left to say

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