The Words Of Stars
The home of hopeful dreamers.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
(7-15-13) Notebooks.
Cool crowd stires around me,
Soft "'scuse me""s are whispered
In a strangers voice.
Giggles from the young mix with
The disgruntled sighs from the old,
And those of us unspoken
Remain still.
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