Jet Stream
Jet Stream
Somewhere in between here and all around
People searching in the back of ones mind
Well there is a mix of belonging or trying to find ones way
in the one life that occurs to be true
And a mixture of things
Beauty and boredom
Losing and or winning
or just making it
in the mix without really ever
finding the answers you search for
in any life
All of this
In the Jet Streams that change
all the time
I had always thought
And I know it makes little sense
some days
Since it all does seem so very much
some what random, or coincidental,
or perhaps even more to the point
unrehearsed.
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