nothing is stable but the earth i lay on
waiting to float up to god above
with the windows shut and the shades drawn
tasting the pleasures i often dream of
the sunset was so resplendent
transforming everything to mere silhouettes
the lonely moon following wherever i went
never to forget and never to set
my god why do i exist
fully content all by myself
your will is a never ending mist
and i am all by myself
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