2005-09-12 / / / / -

with the channels planted merely hypnotized

to the daily schedule of matter synchronized,

the current changing run of thoughts

has brought me upon a strangers cross.

together what is this work to be?

a shining star like the ones we see,

the truth to share for all alike

the harmless harmony of life.

now tell me things this stranger might,

ask me out upon the night,

what can i ask this stranger for?

who his life must meet in hours more

a ripple for us both is all it will be

we awake to see the strangest one is neither him nor me

and realize our lives can rise like the sun

and the untolds begin to unfold to become one

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