Sunday, July 20, 2008

On Visiting Old Friends

Stumbling down a path,
Through old memories.
Yours, mine.
Ours

My story.
You have your own.
Pain sneaks out, joins.
Tears.

We move forward
Safe and strong
We are.
Don't look back.
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