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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

stranger

The world is quiet.
But it has much to say.
Keeping secrets that slowly accumulate.
That slowly make the world we once knew,
A mystery.
Even to us,
The world is not anything but unknown.
Unknown to us.
How do we live?
How do we live,
When everything we know
Is everything we're not sure of?
How do we live,
When we don't know who we are?
How do we find out who we are,
When we don't know where to start looking?
How do we find out where to look,
When what we thought we knew,
Is nothing but a stranger?
I guess it's just all part of the Mystery.
Life's mystery.
I guess we'll never know.
I guess we'll never figure it out.
But maybe someday,
Someday...

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