here at the frontier, there are falling leaves. although my neighbours are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are always two cups on my table.
you ever feel like you're sitting on a bench waiting for something to happen, or come by and pick you up and take you somewhere? but you've no idea what it is or where you're waiting to go?
2 comments:
fair play, so it is....but what if there isn't one?
then what will you wait for?
keep looking higher. there's where you'll find it.
yes, surprises will come with the pain but never turn from the hope.
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