“MEMORY” 27 April 92

I remember
the little girl that used to live in me
who used to play and smile and laugh
and who used to have a fire inside
do you remember
the little girl who lived inside of you
who used to be pure as snow
and whose love was true
as the aim of an arrow
from my heart to yours

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