Do we have walk back the way after we made the wrong turn?
Do we able to gain back the time for those years that we wasted?
Do we stay stray and not able steer out of funnel?
I know you can hear my calling
I know you can feel my presence
There is not real distance between us, just a imaginary/invisible space that filled keep us apart.
You, me
Sleep, think.
Walk, dream.
Talk, silent.
Eat, live.
Run, lost.
Hey!
I am still here.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
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