The waves wash over me, thoughts, feelings, regrets
Hope so elusive like the flash of sunlight off a a passing car.
Music is both comfort and tormenting feather
The sun shines bright on the remaining patch of snow
I am caught, trapped, by the body which once lived free
Mind Body and Spirit in a dance to the end.
Hope so elusive like the flash of sunlight off a a passing car.
Music is both comfort and tormenting feather
The sun shines bright on the remaining patch of snow
I am caught, trapped, by the body which once lived free
Mind Body and Spirit in a dance to the end.
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