Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

return

22 February 2014

 

 

Wooden pier,

leads out into the sea,

so far that I could almost forget,

where I came from, and even who I used to be.

But, like all journeys, one must return,

to some place,  some time, and

remember.

 

 

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