Monday, March 28, 2005

III. No Matter

So I sit myself down,
And I try to discern,
What is to blame,
Why do I yearn?
But no matter where I turn,
No matter what I read,
No matter what I hear,
No matter what I see,
Nothing holds the answer;
Noone holds the key.

Peace,
Justin

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