MY AGE GAUGE
My age gauge
malfunctions
when my eyes
are closed. I
can't stop remembering
when. First times
are wonderful,
but second times
are better. Third
times make magic
wish it had three
hands. If I could,
I'd turn around to
look at who I'd been.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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