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My life is a story without the words, a music song of unwritten chords. A melody I choose to sing, tunes I hear that sometimes ring. My collection of rhyme, tells the absence of time. Feelings expressed in a lyric, so others can hear it. My anger held in a note, volume controlled by remote. The years pass in one bar, with lessons that I've learned so far. I play my song, without a right or wrong. My verse I hope will never end, this experience will soon transcend.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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Date: 6/5/2016 9:21:00 PM
Andrea Girardi, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
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