a mind ago <br />I took the stones for clay <br />thought love to be a commodity <br />as long as I had a price to pay... <br /> <br />But now I realise <br />that the stones I gathered were also once clay <br />and someone is still asking me the price <br />I thought I had already paid...<br /><br />Rince Wind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-mind-ago/
