My Writes
R Ray Hansell
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Sometimes the words come flowing out
Like rivers to the sea
They are the thoughts that I have
Living here inside of me
Hopefully I get the chance
To write them all down
Before they get lost
In the sea of life and drown
I try to keep a notebook
Along with a pen
Because I never know
When a thought could become a gem
2-22-20/RjH
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