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When I get There
Will you be waiting for me when I get there, I have so much to share, I have been waiting for this day to come when we would walk together in harmony under the sunlit skies and laugh at the things we experienced at the woeful goodbye. The people were so mean they kept trampling on our dreams and at nights I used to break down and cry under the trees with the dogs standing around me. And when there was no one around I spread out on the ground and weep bitterly. Sometimes I could not console myself and at times I feel an invisible hand on my shoulder comforting me. I have grown above it now but each time I remember it, tear come to my eyes, and I cannot help but laughing about it. The days keep pulling me apart and I see thousands of shadows wandering in the dark and the weary soldiers in space searching for their lost boots and settlers from earth invading the moon. There are thousands of them around walking without crown and their naked backs exposed to the heat disrupting my heartbeat and setting my mind on fire. There is so much to see when you glance at life from a distance and penetrate the motion in the air; the elements will cause you to fear; the open space above the moon contain droplets of liquids that you cannot see and the stars floating in thin air will take you to the hole in the ceiling, you can pack the open space with disc from your computer chips match color with color and contrast color with pigment I have spent many years in this clustered space, reminiscing the good old days with courage under my belt and determination in my head. The days come and go and watch the oxygen flow strengthening the slender plants while the bad weeds withered in the grass and the ghost secretly passed away as they kneel down to pray and I can feel the truck shaking on the bridge and my spirit kept still.
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