2005-01-03 - 4:25 p.m.
Sitting in the little park in Ansley
So much history for me here.
This is my place of peace.
Today the fish have been traumatized by joyous dogs.
It is difficult to know that she is nearby.
Everything is here.
Everything is there.
People do not know me, and for that i am glad.
The few I let know me love me, and for this I am glad.
Those who have been worrying for me I love.
My love for her will never die.
And I will always see the light of her.
Even in her darkest hour.
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