And the Answer is...A Poem by Alisa JsYou and I blew past the floor and out the door past Springtime, Slowing down around that lane of commitment, Thinking each new day would carry us through Years passed without a look back, Beneath us lie intentions quiet and compact, All without sound scattered around, left undone So, what now as we sit here in Summer. Fall lingers in the shadows whispering softly, 'Winter is near'...
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