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By Varda Date: 2007 Nov 12 Comment on this Work [[2007.11.12.23.53.24724]] |
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Clouds surround us, thick with rain Where do we go, what do we do Clouds of anger, clouds of pain Clouds of dust, of me and you Dust that's stirred up by our digging Through the piles of what went wrong Through the act of digging, digging Our hearts and minds and arms grow strong Dams we once built are slowly shrinking Crying, laughter, reaching, hurt Rain and stream and talk and thinking Every drop erodes the dirt Sweet release flows like a river Vast, deep, far as eyes can see Past rock and pebble, sigh and shiver Towards the neverending sea |