aching all over
the horizon seeing
somewhere that is not here
the sound is loud
screams from the side
of another wish
upon a star so bright
idea that comes to mind
being alone overcoming
closer and hear stories told
what to do
not knowing what he is babbling
on and on
to another check is wasted
gambling always losing the happiness
he has left
or right and wrong
doesn’t matter. . .
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