Going Home
THE CLOSER I GET
THE HEAVIER
MY HEART GROWS
THE SKY
AN INDIGO LANDSCAPE
SURROUNDS ME
LIKE A FOG
THE CLOUDS REACH DOWN
AND TOUCH THE SEA
THE MOON,
ONLY A SLIVER
WAITS IN THE CORNER
MY THOUGHTS LIE
CLOSE TO HEAVEN
WITH YOU.
AUGUST 2000
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