some sort of daze
feeling distant
like I'm living in some sort of daze
like I don't do anything that I do
it seems like some big dream
I'm waiting to wake up
but there's nothing to wake up to
if I miss this
I'll be missing the only thing I'll ever know
~(c) Hollie, May 5, 2001
how far away are you?
what do you fear?
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