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Monday, October 17, 2011

A Lake Of Stars

A lake of stars
winks back at me.
All the people
I want to be.
Dreams I've kept
Moments I've wept
Loneliness and laughter
Pieces from here-after
Thoughts jumbled
Words mumbled
Lessons learned
Confidence earned
Will I shine?
Is the glow mine?
My hand trails the water
The lake is cold
The stars out of reach
must be bold.
For that light to grow
twinkle and change,
something inside
Honors how strange . . .
How strange life is
depicted in sky
While I sit here
and wonder why.

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