enjoy the ride...
will we survive
as we walk this in stride..
is it my heaven or
hell that’s arrived...
what you imagine is what you will see...
it can be easy
free as the breeze
or lock you down cold
struck with disease...
hope is a dream
not always what it seems...
Detours here
Detours there
Sometimes happy
sometimes they scare...
seven years passed
like water under the bridge...
for a brief moment in time
our lives paused
giving us cause to love without laws..
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