Often do in my thoughts,
not knowing how today would emerge
troubled by unanswered prayers and to silent redeemer
The troubles in my mind can no longer,be sidetracked when the days brings all its everyday stuff.
But for too many` prayers are
crumpled waste papers` . .on the floor.
Visited the
display that a friend commented was bit of a disappointment.
Enjoyed, worth a visit, maybe with more time got longer stay. Life often called me to reflect on ART and creator.
Looking at stuff from Album cover,to lyric sheet,CD insert Postcards TV books all to inspire.
Bring something into my feeling.
Thinking.
Doing.
Or sometimes just a way of passing time valuable staring at image,thinking about narrative, even transported back into time.

Was there anything I could have said or done
Oh I, had no clue you were masking a troubled
Oh I, had no clue you were masking a troubled
soul, God only knows
What went wrong, and why you'd leave the stage
What went wrong, and why you'd leave the stage
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