took the picture
read the book
saw myself in film
lost myself in moods
just to get used to it
for when it happens again
maybe I could turn it
into something else
You know how it is
what it could give
the promise and
chances missed
with the rest
of your time
with that sticky line
you could purify your life
I think of you often
without remembering
there’s just a feeling
bittersweet
beyond the wheeling
and the dealing
there was a harmony
at times hard to hear
You know how it is
potentials missed
Teasing us with
Eternity
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