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I can talk to you,but I must admit, it is tiring.Sounds a bit egotistical.Let me put it this way, our conversations start to hurt.I need to get away.C..
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I sing a silly song,and hope you go to sleep.Never say a word.How else am I supposed to do this?A jester is supposed to be able to vanish.So remember ..
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Nothing soon,but the signs are showing.Yes, all of you get to share.It could turn around,but again who knows.It is life.Take what you can.I know I wil..
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It takes a bit of effort, but worth the end result.Mix the anger, the sorrow, the fear, and add a touch of happiness.Shake your head, and let it se..
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When I was young, and I do wonder when that was, I would look at the stars.I noticed if I stepped away, they became more clear.The further I went, th..
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Some would look,and pass slowly by.I can smile.Another chance, one waited for.Each word adds a drop, and may the cup overflow.
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Right now, feeling a touch of the blues.Just a carry of the world around us.The music is an instrument, used to express so many emotions.Style of play..
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There was always that song.It seemed to sum up the time you were living.The memory stayed.Grow older, and the song changes.You don't forget the other ..
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For about five hours we will be in our little bubble of reality.I am the one left in control.I get to make the choices.Control the temperature.Decide ..
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After the reading, and the contemplation, there does come a time to go.We all need are sleep, whenever the chance arises.So with a hopeful, and peace..
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