Falling – Repathon
And now I’m living in a house and I want the trees. I look out my window and see the ivy choking bark, and I think, I would do better for you next time.
How often do we notice the ivy on our limbs? Do we know it’s there? Do we ignore it?
As a child I picked the fat out of every sausage I ate.
A man came to sell me magazines today. He was very good.
I was better.
I keep looking at all this ivy.
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