Everyone wanders around
Searching for answers
The time when we thought that
We'd be able to dictate even time,
As time passes by
Until the colors of space begin to change
our hearts will pass by each other
inside the chanceful advent of the seasons
I hope this moment could just stop
The two of us are still wandering around
But on the other side of the dark realm
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
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