Then came along June

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this the best I can do.

change to the thing that comes next,

Fuel as thought

I am action less.

Back and forth the cadence

best that I can do,

all I have to say,

Hopes of a one day.

Trigger me to write,

Keep building.

all I have to say,

The slipping of time,

closeness to the edge,

frustrating disappointment churning,

for the loosing,

serves only what might have been,

move around the next bend,

Change to the next so serious I sometimes feel.

Lighten up and just make a smile.

Inside the voices some lies compete,

Let them exhaust until they tire,

truth my purpose,

I think and care,

and I wait baited

for a while.

.kevin lloyd lakes