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runs only in your mind. We all constitute our own greatest enemy. We only believe what our eyes can see and our hands can touch and forget to notice that life itself is a curious thing. We reach out for a belief a religion and in doing so forget that we ourselves are a sprincle of magic. We stick to what we know; Our dreams in a bottle our hopes in a glass. Man’s beliefs… shaken not stirred…. |
It snug between us and tore us apart. Distance gave way to time and time gave way to patience. But not forever. All good things must come to an end even when you fight it. You became that shadow at night moving in the distance far away impossible to touch. Soon you faded in the morning light and as the Moon rose once again to greet the night I looked up at the stars and never saw another shadow. |
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