Lament
So much to write, its becoming unwritable.
So much to say, its becoming silence.
So much to do, its becoming undone
Am I up to the task?
We'll see, we'll see
your assertion is perplexing and the most categorically unfathomable diatribe I’ve ever perused
There is nothing easier than lopping off heads and nothing harder than developing ideas.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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To have you beside me, through the rough seas and good,
I know we'd make magic, I'm sure that we could.
For you are my soul mate, I believe in my heart,
And to get to our dreams, we must first make a start.
So, until the time comes, when the timing is right,
I'll cherish our time everyday and night.
And if in the future, our dreams become one,
Then I'll know that our dreams have only begun.....
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