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11 April 2009, 04:13 AM
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The reality I'd rather not face
Is searching for my light in a cave
Reaching for the place
I've never felt before
The deep fear inside is trying the door
Finding it open into an empty room
Listening for a whisper that never comes
Hearing the drums
Across a river too wide to cross
Laying beneath the covers
Standing alone in a sea of my brothers
Sipping the wine yet dying of thirst
Winning the prize, closing my eyes
Losing the race, making space
Crowding in, getting thin.
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