It's so much of inside this everything
That my heart is always wondering about
And thoughts from that brief time thereon will sing
With their drifting going by and without doubt
On such times I feel what I need to say
Speak the momentarily truth that shall be
I try to find my heart in approaching way
Within those instances I learn to see
Yes my feelings are of joy and sadness too
In their low and highs - as with everyone
Some those ponderings shall always come through
In their rightful climbs until their thrill is done
You may feel as I in those situations
To bring about their many formations
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