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solitude travels the vastness of the deep boundless funk

Monday, March 01, 2004

He says his heart is an empty funnel...
Allowing everything good in his life to just pass through...
Unable to be able to find the one good thing to block this continuous current...

He says he patiently sits and he waits for the one good thing
To come along and dam this canal...
And allow the good to fill up and overflow once again...




But he realizes that just sitting will not make it happen...
And yet he still sits...
and...
still sits and still...
he waits...



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