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By Vixen Date: 2002 Jan 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.09.05.30.29933]] |
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Past lives drift Away A million sailboats, drawn to the setting sun. Faintly aware that they exist yet unable to clasp onto them. Reason tells me that this is the way its supposed to be but my heart refuses to listen. Is this my destiny or my fate by unmistakable circumstances? Now it all seems so far away. Unable to go back, yet not ready to move ahead. I have what I've always wanted, but now I need more. All I have is here and now Although I long for the ghosts of days gone by. |