Monday, 28 March 2011
Well
Well is just too fine a word to put down here for you. For well can be mistaken for being and nothing more. I don't mind feeling well as opposed to feeling un. But when It comes to seeing that word I would not choose. So well can be so boring when words are all I mould. But words aren't what I'm feeling, and words can't know my soul. In the end well will have have to stay here as evidence of my efforts. For loving you is living and I've only time for that.
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