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That I might find another sky,

something more righteous

to claim the echoes of dreams

waiting to be etched into cavern walls.

Or pour a new ocean,

something more emotional

to catch the silence of tears

meant for something more beautiful.



We danced to the edge of somewhere

and found that the lush gardens

of whatmightbe

were too difficult to touch,

too painful to walk to or away from...

so we chose indifference.

We chose to mute the voices

and let them fall into the forevers of

unrequited dream.

We chose to let the still waters of change

swallow the restless currents of

wanttobechanged

and we tucked dreams away

where we could cherish them.



And somewhere in the morning mists

we lost sight of why we seemed

to want to make something

out of seemingly nothing...

That sometimes it's not so much what

is on the surface that counts

but, what lies well beneath

in the heart and soul of

those who seek to

be different, to make sacrifices

to run with their dreams...



And who knows...

someday might come again

and she might wear the same jewels

of intrigue

that she wore this time...

And she might send the same

simple messages

that she sent across the whispering

winds of yesterday.



And she might stay

for a little slice of time

and a smile.