Life takes a turn on this planet
as it circles the sun.
We have all forgotten the pain.
We told our self that we would never forget the scar that was etched on this mind.
But we forgot.
Just like our old loves with their forgotten faces.
Who was that?
What was that?
Did our revolution and love for life just fade like old washed denim.
Old cloth that sits unfolded just waiting to be used again.
The old tree out there is just waiting to be cut down by a strong wind.
The new flowers are unfolding, unaware of what is on our minds.
Life takes a turn on this planet as it circles the sun.
Gollum is learning the meaning of ....
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.Words & Graphics by Tomas