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10-3-97

a walk in the park, strolling by the river...

watching children play...

what was it like to be young and free??

watching the people passing by as i meander throught the trees...

what do i see??

fragments of a time long forgotton...

a time when i dreampt of the future with hope and an eager eye...

i saw the answers to lifes mysteries...

the peices no longer fit...

i spend my days wandering from one shattered memory to the next....

waiting for life to tap me on the shoulder...

waiting for the key that unlocks the past ans opens the future...

so i wander from the empty solace of the trees to the river and loose my self in the currents of my thoughts once more....