Fred Jack Amikoonsgiyamanitoumahwhingon Miles Poems

I am trying to ask myself, 'why am I here? ' Maybe I will be able to ask myself that question. Maybe I asked it a thousand times, but don't remember. Maybe I might, just might, be able to answer it someday, but not right now, there is far too much going on around me.
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Our lives move forward one by one
To what feels like a lonely universe to some.
Going on like atoms spinning to and fro,
Moving as though there is no place to go.
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While surrounded by darkness, so my eyes can not see,
My mind reaches out, past wood plaster and beams,
searching and searching for a wonderful dream.
My dream found that sight almost too spectacular to be.
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