By B.K
Date: 3 October 2000
Miss-Trust
Trust is blind like faith
Yet we hope (there’s another one)
And pray to the god’s everyday
That there’s something out there
Worth hanging onto
We keep watching our paper moons
And stars on high waiting for
Moments of synchronicity
Of thought and spirit where we belong
And are once again healed by
Surrendering our minds and bodies
To a higher place called love
But then what fools we mortals are
As someone very wise once said
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