Yesterday, it seems like yesterday, I loved scrapping off dried fevicol off my little fingers,
Yesterday, wasn't it yesterday, when my greatest victory was to boast the perfect and unbroken pencil shaving from my new red sharpener,
Yesterday, oh yes it happened yesterday, when it took hours to wash my ink smudged hands; most of it smudged intentionally,
Yesterday I struggled to create paper planes for the passenger ants waiting in our small garden,
Yesterday it was exciting to collect all the eraser waste and store it in the little box,
Yesterday, yes yesterday, my neighbor's crayons always seemed better than my newest set of colors,
Yesterday, just yesterday doesn't seem like today and don't we try to find yesterday in today?
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- 'What is, is not' is a place where I will be able to relive my expression, revive my ideas and recharge me. I was the survivor once (for long enough), http://amsurvivor.spaces.live.com Normally, I write, work and basically do what a million people would be doing around the world. Nothing great. Probably the only different thing I would be doing is writing different. So let's see if my words can help me find the different me from the million.
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