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Random First Lines:Sometimes in life, you find a special friend; Someone who changes your life From just being a part of theirs. » Read
In the when the sun has gone down behind the trees, thoughts come, like friends or like foes, to disturb the corridors of peace. This poem is the captured thoughts of such an evening and is intended to celebrate the randomness of ideas as they occur, and their connectivity.