I Hear Me

I Hear Me

A mind so muddled like a bird no a fish

Just so befuddled but oh I wish

The stars and moon would collide

Then it would be the end of time

But only on our dimension’s side

Then someone else will have a reason to shine

Just think when one comes to a book’s end

The sequel is then read

A story lives on in those that remember

Even those brains that are squander

When light turns dark we don’t have to change our hearts

With something like this there is no goodbye kiss

Words on the paper, read me

A story too many, the life I see

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