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today so soon tomorrow

    begin at the beginning.
Between hello
and goodbye,
    we stand raw
and exposed
    sailing on swells
of introspection
     each other . . .
friendships forged in
all that
    and more.
And I have often wondered
    where ~
when time moves along
     ~ else there is to go
but up on the roof
    to dance in the saddest
tears that ever fell.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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