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By B.K. Date: 2003 Nov 27 Comment on this Work [[2003.11.27.15.34.22356]] |
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A nickel for your thoughts Somehow a penny Just does not fit The slot anymore You have seen all of mine And not meaning to sound unkind It is just that sometimes I do not know my head From my behind It is when I am sick That I know for certain To push the edges And watch the stage curtains The play begins and ends In the multifaceted love We have always shown and known It's only when I'm sick I reach the puny zone Then fly back into your arms Safe and warm and not alone bk |