treadmills of quiet desperation…

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as my sun goes down this night
your star shoots towards the heavens
we always just headed in different directions
as I ached my heart out for something to do
now we’re familiar as two peas in a pod
instead of close, there’s a galaxy between
yet when you close your eyes for moments
no space exists in time that can separate us
as we walk our treadmills of quiet desperation…
(Copyright 11-29-14)

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