One day my bracelet broke.
And the beads slid off the colored string
As they fell I swear they spoke
On how loud the wind can sing
As I ran, away from earth
I crossed a crippled man
Who claimed he's been old since birth
He said he's older than the sand
Why as I aged, my old mind grew
My wisdom stretched out so wide
I frequently took notes on things anew
My mind open to a different side
So as I ran back home
The wind sang in my ears
About all the things that I own
In the breadth of my youngest years
6/7/11
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