My words...

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My words come back like the spring...like the blossoms on the tree....they are here for just a very short moment and then gone like the magic that can fuel words to say something special...they were in the town the other day and made no effort to come up the hill to say hill but now they are gone but the magic remains for me to see...I wish I could tell you about a big bank account and a fancy car but even I had those things I can't bring them with me into the grave so really what value are they?...and the words, which I set out to write so long ago still erupt in bursts of inspiration....