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Tuesday, May 02, 2000

May 2, 2000

Today I don't have much to say, but can better express my meloncholy in a poem I think. Don't get me wrong, I had a great day and tomorrow is even brighter. But as the hour grows weary I find myself also. This describes a few things that are going on right now that I find hard to explain.

I call this one:

A Time and Place

I dream of a place where we can be together, Where the chains of life don't bind us.
I dream of a path to walk with you, Which no one else can find.
I dream of a song I want to sing, Melodies of wishful thinking.
I dream of a time when I can look at your smile, When everything that could be is.
I know a place, a path, a song, a time.

And the gates of heaven will open to greet us.


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