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2001-08-27 - 1:49 a.m.
Lost, forever wondering Snow falls, silently drifting What may come, slowly floating Covered white, voices trailing Like a play, Kansas waiting Curtains up, beauty sleeping Throwing muses, whistles blowing Scenic backdrop, left me wanting No more dreaming, no more drifting Constant whisper, nothing's coming Summer arrived, snow withdrawing New understanding, new beginnings |
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