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People live in different worlds of one. Our world had split in two before it had begun. One such world is true and clear, The other dim and mostly bare. The clear world casts its light in brilliant rays The other casts in maybes or somedays. Why the world is split I'll never know. Imprisoned in mine with sorrows deep I'll reap the seeds I'll never sow And dream of yours each time I sleep. Caution breeds contempt I've heard, And "farewell" is a sad sad word. |
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Very nice. Very true!
tommy boy === |
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