Uncle Albert

20171210_021947the words are a lonely sort
they escape if you don’t write them or hold them hostage……gone missing w/0 a trace…a clue is better then a light bulb even if there are better ideas,you cup spillth over till….leaving you dry,held out & rung
An illusion is an oasis gone by

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