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No Overs, Baby

No Overs, Baby Day is done and coming night so very, very long gone is my youth when I was so massively strong Seasons no longer hold those sweet, epic thrills treks into the forests and walks in the blue hills No longer joy in the conquests of wild, wild life no fun sitting on the blade of a razor sharp knife Retreat, regret, remorse none turn that magic key can never stop the pain for the very life of me If life were music sad would be the maddening song no pardon for the misdeeds so very harsh and wrong! Robert J. Lindley, 06-14- 2014

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Date: 6/15/2014 7:36:00 AM
Stunning write! So very deep and emotive. We can only look back and shake our heads in wonder at our reckless youth.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 6/15/2014 8:13:00 AM
Thank you Monterey.. Looking back I see much good and a bit too much bad. Bad decisions I made that injured both myself and others too.
Date: 6/15/2014 7:11:00 AM
Deep emotive work that speaks of some of the feelings of those who grow older with limitations..Enjoyed reading your work today..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
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Robert Lindley
Date: 6/15/2014 8:11:00 AM
Thank you my friend. Regrets of a wild and misspent youth weigh heavily upon a man..

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