Sunday, January 28, 2018

A Visit To Shangri La

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Your life is so lonely
like a child without a toy.
Then a miracle: a boy.  
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I packed my clothes and
left home that night.
Though she begged me to stay,
I was sure I was right.

And you know something funny?
I forgot that boy right away.

Instead I remember
being tucked in bed
and hearing my mama say
"Hush, little baby, don't you cry
Mama won't go away"


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SHANGRI-LAs
I Can Never Go Home
Anymore 
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