viewed
as a long
journey
we are all on
dancing
to different
tunes
at different
times
the
cloudy days
the
gray ones
they
arrive even the most
successful
see
the
gray days
sunshine
cracks
the
dawn on days
when
it seems
nothing
can
go
right
on
the way around
we
create as we go
taking
each step
in
order to make it
to
the next day
though
death
may
seem to be
an
abrupt end
a
life not
completely
lived
only
the beginning
of
what we cannot
know
our understanding
is
not ready to know
what’s
on the other side
don’t
want this vehicle
to
be disposed
of
in an underground
parking
lot
no
one needs
to
visit that spot
reach
deep within
to
find that spot
to
visit those gone—
nothing
concluded. . .
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