A diploma hanging on the wall
is really not you at all.
It's just a piece of paper.
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Loneliness comes in the middle of my night
and interupts my reverie.
The darkened room, the soundless void
is in tune with me.
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What would you do if I could not wait,
would not wait for you?
You would never see me in evening
or in the morning's dew.
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Step into the shoes I've worn.
Feel where I have stepped.
Observe the places I have walked
and feel the tears I've wept.
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My old friend
He never said a word.
'I'm fine he said.
That's all I ever heard.
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I can't hear the music
although I try each day.
You took it with you when you left me
and then went on your way.
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When you get to the bottomless pit
of where you think you are,
Then the only way there is for you
is up, up close to a star.
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Has history taught us nothing
but tales and ancient lies?
All wrapped up in stories
not told us by the wise?
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