Posted by thinkfast on July 17, 2004, at 2:46:26
night is the time of dreams and I am awake to see the space between the trees
what should be, but isn't to me
here because I have to
I choose to feel the breeze
alternate vessel on my vehicle choosing my company
floating between the lines
the un-resolved where everyone stays
we must push forward carresing the boundaries
to follow belief
never knowing, but still going
I've given up security to be certain the path I choose is true
not what's supposed to be
but why the reflections of light bend this direction and we agree
poster:thinkfast
thread:367061
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