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I Think of All the Somewheres

Now there is a place in the silken webs of logic where somewhere does
reside,
But the tangled dreams of my existance, remain hidden somewhere deep
inside,
I've researched the truth of my essence and it is probable that I do
exist,
But to what capacity and somewhere it is clear but now it remains in
mist.

My parents are part of somewhere, now my Dad is somewhere lurking in
my past,
He died and has gone somewhere, where the angels welcome his walk at
last,
My somewhere is still an uncompleted journal, one more page I reach
to turn,
In the scribblings of my life, joy, sorrow, stretching some more to
learn.

Everyone of us have infinite somewheres of noisy whispers of a
chaotic mundane life,
Many people share another's somewhere, but soon leave for husband or
wife,
I try to change my somewhere at least every two years so it doesn't
get stale,
Then backtrack to find again my somewhere,looking for breadcrumbs
down that familiar trail.

Now the logic behind my ramblings, is found somewhere in the recesses
of my mind,
If I've confused you somewhere,relax,for I myself am seeking someone
unique in kind,
The Designer of such an incredible, advanced mechinism as my very
mind and soul,
And along that incredulous journey, will be found pieces to make my
somewhere whole!

©11/09/2012

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