Some Kind of Logic

 

Given that

 

I had

 

Good feelings for you

 

Millions of years

 

Before even you born

 

Given

 

That the dry land

 

Stare always at the clouds

 

Hoping for a rain

 

Given

 

The fact

 

That

 

No matter

 

How far

 

I ran

 

At the end

 

I

 

Come back

 

And don't find you

 

The only conclusion

 

I can make out of that

 

Is that

 

I need to rest for a while

 

Then run a gain

 

Looking for a reason

 

A meaning

 

A value

 

And that is that.

 

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