Comprised during my "early years" of drinking, along with and inclusive of 2 years after my Mom died.
Saturday, 8 December 2012
117. Present of the Past
Say what you like.
It's not just that,
But I am somewhat bitter toward the fiction and the fact
Even now I repent,
The unknown is mine to grasp.
I'll not deny your the present of my past...
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