not lost, not found just thinking aloud

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

life through others eyes

dawn broke again, just another day, but each day brings new times. my times, happy, thoughtful, sad, chaotic?

what happens daily dont change the facts the globe turns and i spin with it

the numbers of days drift by, hope raised and taken away again and again like my cycle of life. as the tip of the waves crests rise and collapse . as the breath and hope comes and goes, who cares, who listens, nobody i know nobody nobody, all too involved with self satisfaction to not see through the mist of life


Submitted: December 09, 2010

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