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By Unchained Date: 2001 Aug 15 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.15.16.38.25542]] |
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Thinking of you beneath the heavens the word surfaces slowly. Unreachable I wonder. Is that why god made the stars? Something so brilliant so beauitful inspiring that man could not attain but aspire to something to keep him going even if truely they are unreachable. Sometimes that's how I feel when I think of you. I can look and admire and aspire and adore and sing and praise and write but know like the distant stars I will never hold you. The humor here is all the more poignant if ever you should realize that I am forever in your reach. |