The World Makes Its Rotations
You were in Griffith Park, endlessly spinning around until you fell down.
I asked if you were okay an you smiled and said I should spin with you.
I couldn't because I was on medication.
But the medication is done. So I'm ready to spin.
Meet me in the same place. Sunday at noon.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
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Rob Lowe!
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