I’ve written notes to different people in different places and sent them a float
They never came back with the right anecdote
I’ve traveled the open space illuminated by stars
From the comfort of a small desk crammed with notes and bits of heaven
Still only clues no real truths
I’ve considered visiting the dalai lama, but viewed him much too tame to answer the questions that are stacked high in my brain
I came across this little guy
A friend of a friend of a friend of a foe
Looked him right in his framed eyes
And found the answers to questions that fell to those whose lips quivered
Silently searching for a sound solution
found this when cleaning up my comp.
i just wanted to be able to use the pic!
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