Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas

On my path

Anyone's any was all to her
For years, I've heard the words you've spoken
especially the small big ones voiced alone
(of course, a tree in the woods makes a sound)
I remembered them each before their notion
as they came between your whispered beats
So if you imagine that no one hears them
I say, I do and each will always be for you
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