Russell G. Robison

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Flipping through the pages
Of too much of what I’ve said
Thinking that perhaps there
Is too much of it instead

Too many words of anger
And too many words of pain
Too many thoughts disturbing
That I never could contain

Perhaps I speak too much of it
Perhaps I’m not that tough
I thought that with some distance
That those times would say enough

There are too many chapters
Where the hero had to fall
And far too many pages
That just cannot tell it all