Where is the innocence I once knew. Oh, sweet innocence, that I simply once knew:
Today, come back to me.
Sweet innocence, so beloved and dear, that does shine like floating seeds:
Crackle and spiral,
and fall down into I, for
my heart which doth yearn for
you yet again.
May 26, 2008
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