One day…

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We look at happiness

like a far-away dream,

wading through the darkness,

the hollow shells of our lives,

held somehow at the seam.

One day I’ll be happy,

One day I’ll be whole,

One day I’ll hold the world

in my hands and the sun

will rise and fall for me.

Ages go by and still no

light, elusive as it ever was

But, what do I see

as I walk along that

same dark path…

I’ve left behind me

the light I search for…

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I'm a teacher and a writer. My life runs on my love for literature and poetry and music and cinema.

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I'm a teacher and a writer. My life runs on my love for literature and poetry and music and cinema.

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