I remember the world, before it was known as the world with no books, people ran with ideas, sang words onto paper and silly notions most think incomplete,
Ran like rivers of paper under your feet,
Know the rivers run black as they soak up the ink,
That once filled the papers with all that we think,
So empty, so sad,
It was,
The worst day,
That I,
Ever had.
©jim1975pollock
©sam75
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