as I lay here awake thinking what a mess i'm in
tried to be happy but you have to put on a smile
where a frown is but it will go right back to your face.. it's a hard
place to face the facts just packing up your things
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time O time! never stops On and on and the heart slung into a tiny sack hardly room enough for the pain and then memory of words said, unsaid finally wisdom plunging in never too late a fine poem