Thursday, April 14, 2005

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Wipe those tears,
stare at the sun,
lighting the world of the star fish,
this evening, as it sets.
Flaring in red,
just as sad as me
for it knows you'll part,
it'll be await your arrival,
another day, like me again.
I envy the sun,
for he can watch you everyday,
warm you in his glow,
unlike me, a worthless existence,
You asked me what I am,
it hurt, I consoled myself,
for you are right,
before the mighty sun,
I may not be even a grain of sand.

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