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Thursday, December 11, 2008
1:15 AM
I Wonder
The days are in motion, set in
So freely. They come they go,
It's just another big cycle of life.
Strange how it used to feel, so
Out of reality just so simply far.
Now again the way it sets in, it's
Different, very different but yet
Somehow it reminds me of the past.
Things have changed over the days,
Ages past but soon to come once,
Twice and again. Time brings such
Endless meaning yet puts together
Such meaninglessness all in the same
Twirl. I think of the past, I feel of the
Present. Then I wonder to myself,
What is going on?
The first poem I've written ages. It feels good to have words flow, perhaps somehow I miss writing them.
