Monday, February 21, 2005

Tomorrow?

Might not be here tomorrow,
but at least I’m here today.
And that’s more than a lot of people
could say.

There are lots of dead people:
lot of dead in the ground.
Won’t you be with me while I am
(still) around?

Many stars up in the heavens,
but tonight stare at the moon.
You must know that this all might
come down soon.

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