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But no one's there
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The Ramblings Of A Madman I sit high above the valley floor watching shadows grow
as the sun bids itself goodnight
a tapestry of stars hangs over the night
I turn to say something about the beauty of it all
but no one's there
to see dawn accept the sun's morning light as
the desert comes to life
something primeval echos in the wind calling out to me
I turn to say something about what I think I hear
but no one's there
I wake in the middle of the the early morning with a ache
thats hard to bare
I reach out across the bed for reassurance
but no one's there
~ D Donner ~
No One's There
I gave up on that a long time ago. I figured this is my lot and I live with it. I'm just too hard to get a long with. Odd loner syndrome. But I hope for you that one day, someone will be there. Embraced mightily the lovely lonely desert images. ~slc~
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