I stare at the sky
and watch the stars
the silent stars.
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I stare at the window
and trace the glass
the glistening glass.
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I stare at the ground
and count the leaves
the laughing leaves.
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I stare at the stream
and note the fish
the fickle fish.
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I stare at life
and spot the end
the effulgent end.
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Ramblings on a Weary World
RandomThe first three parts were originally on Figment.com, but I copied them to here so you guys can read them. Just a warning: I write these when it's really late at night and I'm in contemplative moods. Be aware that there are dreary things in here...
