Old Poems

Dug out a bunch of old notebooks full of poetry dating back through twenty years. Back then, I had so much to say that I never rewrote anything because I wanted to move on to something else. Youth is full of impatience even though you have all the time in the world. Those were the days when I was the lover, the user, the fighter and the criminal–lol. I think I’ll brush them off and finally see what I can make out of them.

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