It Has No Name July or August 1972

IT  HAS  NO  NAME

Sorry it’s late

But it still holds the same weight

You know you are loved

Both here and above

You mean a lot to me

But I guess that’s hard to see

For one meant more

So on all others I closed the door

Now he’s gone for a while

My door is again open in style

                    July or August 1972

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