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[trippin_on_life]

there is a window through which i stare
all that is through it is to much to bare,
for it is not here but there,
the colors dance in front of my eyes
and sound, so beautiful, fills the air
and for a moment i am there, not here, but there....
yet as soon as i had what i longed for,
somehow, i still wanted more,
and so it slipped away
and now i stare at what i once had yesterday...........