with a pinata and a pedal with a little bit-a poetry,
a smile was returned to it's usual place
like a bat out of hell.
it takes years and years
it takes guts and tears
it takes a strong pull
It will only go as fast as it will go
but you must go
every day
you must go
for this to grow.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
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