Story Time
I see where i am but forget were i have been it makes no sense now.But i'm sure it did then. Decisions come then slip on by ,i chose this path for God knows why.It seemed cool at the time to take this route.So far things have seemed to work out. I am what I am and the same works for you so what if we don't even have a clue to were we're going or we're we've been. Have sex with the stars play with the wind.Have a chat with death if your of mind,feel its icy breath crawl up your spine. Fall asleep in the eyes of a cat, dance with dolphins,fly with a bat . But whatever you do,do it well.When the time comes you will have a story to tell.I'm working on mine this very minute it's a hell of a tell would you like to be in it.
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