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by BOB GALLO Dec 6, 2021 category : Love, romance / i love you
Forever forlorn on a jiffy thorn I have been me, a jailor and a jailee, a hanging judge and he who is penned by the magistrate’s decree. I am the beginning and the end when the time succession would bend, where the slit of time would mend. I am me and all the others. I am the Abel and the Cain brothers. Togetherness seizes me for “us,” there is no more a fecund tree, with no love, time is only a point of view. it leaves me lonesome and blue, Yin and yang have no head and toe if they would role and go.