Lived In
          this heart has been lived in
          it doesn't matter if you spill a
          glass of wine
          or a couple of tears

          this road through the darkness
          has borne travelers before
          without asking where or why
          they were going

          this light through clouds or rain
          would still shine in my eyes
          the seasons are shadows
          across the window

          7/8/96

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