I couldn't get the hang of poetry
TO FORGET TIME, TO FORGIVE LIFE, TO BE AT PEACE
Sunday, September 1, 2013
I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best
I can't keep track of each fallen robin
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
That's all, I don't even think of you that often
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