Friday, July 21

Silver money.

For you, in your spirit, I spend my time searching
For silver money, rejecting the spirits of copper and zinc
And the cotton paper that is nowhere to be seen drives
Me to the brink of cover;
For you, I've got some Canadian money by mistake
An organized, tidy life and a heart that doesn't want to break
A new start first-chance sprint to the finish line of a
Race that's never over;
And would you ever consider a brown-haired boy who'd
Move mountains just to win you over?
The choice is easier and harder than you think,
You just have one lifetime to mull it over.

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