Roger Costello Biography

The brain of a new born baby
all new and freshly made.
Empty of all knowledge and thought.
Open to the world for all import.
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The sky.
Is it Blue or is it Green?
It has to be looked at to be seen.
Even then I'm not to sure.
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Jessy, Oh Jessy,
where will you wander? .
Your future is calling,
with promise and wonder.
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When I was thin, life was fun.
When I was thin, girls looked at me.
When I was thin, clothes fitted me.
When I was thin, I could run.
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She lay's in the crook of my arm.
Vunerable, fragile, asleep.
She stir's.
Muscles tighten, I feel her strength,
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