Apr 12, 2007 23:13
Like fathers before me,
I lie awake.
Dreaming of sleepless nights,
A call from the wind.
It carries me and we flow together,
Blowing free with outstretched arms,
Crashing into the sun.
Slowly i fade.
Go separate ways.
On to new beginnings.
A new end,
Only to be continued once more,
Again and again.
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