Winterscore ©
Monday, November 2, 2020
Have I forgotten me
Have I forgotten me
Forty years from eighteen
All worried and weary
With fears carved inbetween
Searching for the moments
Then asking the meaning
And standing up straight when
I caught myself leaning
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