Thursday, April 22, 2010

The Parting of Ways

Someday we'll go somewhere else.
Someday our old routines will pack up,
shack up with someone else.

And we'll no longer wonder who we are.
And our old world will be a toy,
discarded days after Christmas.

Maybe it won't be a better place.
Maybe we'll wish we could come back.
But that's hard to imagine.


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