Memory came felt not as a dream..deja vu felt deep true reflect tiny moonbeams..time not noticed just that life images atwirl..Forest path, knights known, my perfect wondergirl..though deep in wild woods behind thickets in earnest we spoke..enhanced thoughts, quiet words, true no social yoke..words that questioned power..words of energy..how good travels, from which action..things to sense and see..
When young lacked awareness what soul to action meant..discipline missed was result the same with action spent? Careful now watchword true..felt for everyone..young years saw same things..when young is done fun in the due..
Years pass quietly unnoticed seconds may stand out..what relates fate to my mate, whispers about shout..four centuries gone some history to names..who in their time disguised each crime..with laws..a social game..
Next year will be different..why not the next day..why not every second filled with love..sent off each way..felt by rabbits, humans, birds, cattle, waves, good rocks..to help the child tenement bound cuffed with social locks..
Change will come in realization..when folks stop looking for someone to blame..Peace Tony
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