8.20.2005

Come, sit on my wall...

Not as a trophy, but as a reminder of an era. An era of revelation- good and bad. Not a many sour word or action. Laughs and smiles prevailed. In the hearts of both- a bond was lacking. Truth denied, shoulders shrugged... silence demanded an answer. 'Twas only fitting that the final revelation in the era of revelation was one of congruence. Peace obtained, sadness sustained, purity maintained, maturity gained. Time: far from wasted.

Read me the story of how life goes round and round.
Tell it like you still believe that the end of the century
brings a change for you and me.

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