Thinking

by Kristin   Aug 16, 2007


A gentle wind fills the air.

The dark still night
Makes me feel alone and vulnerable
The few stars in the sky make me feel miniscule
And I feel as though I'm the only one to see it

Life is only lived by those who want it
Life will pass you buy if you let it
And life will come to an end.
And begin again.

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