Of Nothing and Everything

Sentiments of things that do not matter and of things that do...

Saturday, April 09, 2005

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How you convey a smile each day
Is pure mystery I cannot solve
Although I know if we were together,
Our worlds would not revolve

We live not in distant places
But alas, we cannot convene
For we are owned by others
Who hold us dear

We are mocked by this reality
We are trapped in a dream
And we will be forever uncertain
Of what the future may bring.

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