If I drove a car, it would
not have one. If
I had a baby, I would
try not to overindulge it.
If I built a cottage
near the ocean, I would
be careful not to ruin
the view. If I knew
the ending to a movie, I would
keep it to myself. If
I had a lover, I would
inevitably do just that
before it went too far.
Unfortunately.
GREAT POEM !!!!!!!
i had a dream that you wrote a poem about the smell of burning books
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Thanks. Hmm… I will have think about that one. Could be something there. : )
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