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Here It Is

Here is no money
not even the smell of honey
I do not think it is funny
but this is the journey

Here it is
life as we get it
should we forget

Here is no sense of thruth
not even a memory of youth
I do not regret
I do not even remember how to forget

This is my words and they are mine
just like you dig for gold to find
I do not get old in my mind
I just want to remain the same kind

Here is no light to enlighten the way
not even a candle to keep the demons away
I do not care I am not even scared
I am just teared and fleared

Here is no warmth and happiness it is endless
not even cold I can feel just hopelessness
I do not want it but how to avoid it
I am just neglecting




OJO

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Written November 30th, 2005

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