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A collection of deep thoughts. Questions, waiting for someone to find the answers.


Submitted:Apr 7, 2007    Reads: 130    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


Here I am

Open,

Revealed,

Vulnerable

What happens next?

Who decides?

What determines?

Where is resolution?

Clocks

Continue ticking

Days

Continue passing

Time

Does not cease

Memories

Begin to fade

Tell me,

Whisper in my ear

Give me an answer:

What happens next?

I am like a glass

Full of clear water

Slowly I evaporate,

I am waiting to be drunk.





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