(early August, 2009)
What will be ....
What is nice,
What I won't,
I must think twice
When I'm there
The day is dawned
My thoughts, desires
Will all be born
The things I need
I'll find them there
Those super eyes
That long, long hair
And what will she?
She think of I?
I hope that we
Can learn to fly
The best is there
I know it well
To free me from
My Years In Hell
But what is next?
When there I'm quit
When will we next
Together sit
I hope that this
Is not our last
I want with her
Forget our past.
What will be ....
What is nice,
What I won't,
I must think twice
When I'm there
The day is dawned
My thoughts, desires
Will all be born
The things I need
I'll find them there
Those super eyes
That long, long hair
And what will she?
She think of I?
I hope that we
Can learn to fly
The best is there
I know it well
To free me from
My Years In Hell
But what is next?
When there I'm quit
When will we next
Together sit
I hope that this
Is not our last
I want with her
Forget our past.
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