and in my mind as i was floating; far above the clouds; some children laughed i'd fall for certain; for thinking that i'd last forever.
YA,I made sense once. It was the summer of 1967.
We all makes sense once in a while, for some of us those times are few and far between. :) Hope that love feeling is still going strong.
Well written story of passed-bye Loveand good sentimental values.Have you considered writing professionally? I know a publisher.
Going "wild"????That will lead you no where,man!Remember the Beatle's song"He's a real no-where manLiving in his no-where landMaking all his no-where plansfor No-body.........He's as blind as he can beJust sees what he wants to seeMaybe he's a bit like you and me?
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YA,
I made sense once.
It was the summer of 1967.
We all makes sense once in a while, for some of us those times are few and far between. :)
Hope that love feeling is still going strong.
Well written story of passed-bye Love
and good sentimental values.
Have you considered writing professionally? I know a publisher.
Going "wild"????
That will lead you no where,man!
Remember the Beatle's song"
He's a real no-where man
Living in his no-where land
Making all his no-where plans
for No-body.........
He's as blind as he can be
Just sees what he wants to see
Maybe he's a bit like you and me?
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