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Dec 04, 2007 20:55

Is it of any consequence? This past was and is.
But to try to make much sense, we're lost in it.
So go ahead and jump right in. You jump again, time and again.

A blind spot and shattering of ego.
Now watch as we go, spinning out of control.
And as we spin, catching glimpses of what can't remain hidden.

You must be looking, sorry that I was a harbor.
A safe haven you just never seem to find.
To find your bearings leading out to sea to search.

It happened, tell me friend what is the difference?
Another instance in your turbulent affair.
My only care is that you feel a need.
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