The light shines,
Why shouldn’t it do just
that?
The storm brews
And so does coffee
I run down hoping it
will all still be there
It’s only a shadow of
itself
Dream far away dream
near and dear
You wake up
And why does that happen?
A river, a river, a river
It’s deep and mysterious
but that’s how it is
You grow up, you flow
up,
Which way does it all
go?
If I knew I would tell
you but then that means I know
The oak tree the meadow,
the dark the light
Haha, that’s all very
amusing
But what does it have to
do with anything
Love is like death
Death is like fear but
fear is one sided
The inside out of the
green lantern is something to be seen
Seemingly like that but
not in reality
Where does it all go?
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