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Grappling

By Wil C. Fry, March 23, 2000, 16:00

Copyright © 2000 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


Old scars drifting on the wind
Smoke signals that remind
The past is not my imagination
Though it can be cloudy sometimes
And old feelings resurfacing
Can be so very cruel
Mistakes that we all made
The times I played the fool
Not everyone grapples with the questions
And most don’t really care
But some of us are bound to our bondage
Whether or not it’s fair



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