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A poem I wrote about a time.....or now
by Madeline Pestolesiflutter back and forth
between the memory
the REALITY
the if
the FUTURE.
ADULTS in my face
demanding the plans
i
DON'T
know
WHERE i'm going
or
WHEN i'll get there
i THOUGHT
it was the
JOURNEY...........................
tomorrow doesn't exist until it HAPPENS.
it is NOT tomorrow yet.
05/04/2004 Posted on 05/05/2004
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