If I became you, and you became me ...

If I became you, and you became me ...

A Poem by Sri Gawn Tu Fahr
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I was feeling so low when I woke up today I had to climb an 18 ft extension ladder to get up to the basement.

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If I became you, and you became me,

Would we be each other?

Would we be together?

Would we have some fun?

Would we have one heart?

Would we be as one?
Would we live in ecstasy?
Would we be free?

Would you lend you credit card to me?

© 2011 Sri Gawn Tu Fahr


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Everything but the last line. Credit cards must go away. Can't pay cash. You don't need it anyway. I believe in the logic of. "Treat people like you want to be treated." A fun poem to read. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Honestly, I feel the question as statement tends to grate on me. You do however hammer home your point and well done for that.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

deep for sure. nice work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Haha, the last line just throws you off balance! A fun read. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Everything but the last line. Credit cards must go away. Can't pay cash. You don't need it anyway. I believe in the logic of. "Treat people like you want to be treated." A fun poem to read. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Sri Gawn Tu Fahr
Sri Gawn Tu Fahr

Nelson, British Columbia, Canada



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Facebook's Mystic of Mayhem, author of Love's True Home, romantic poet, troubadour, philosopher, inspirational writer, lyricist, comic, upbeat, adventurous! I am not a saint, master, savior or redeem.. more..

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