04-11-98
the springtime of my life has become
the twilight of my heart
so much yet to do
yet, i wonder
will it ever happen ?
and if so, when ?
and if not, why ?
am i destined to run this track, it's never-ending circle ?
i passed the starting line so long ago that
i wonder
is there really a finish line ?
or is this some great cosmic joke ?
to be played on the unsuspecting and unwary ?
i'm not laughing
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