Finding You Again

November 11, 2015

Everything is exactly the same
But it isn’t
The sky is green
The grass is blue
Sometimes your here
But other times not;
It’s these I worry
And long for the most
To think of you fondly
And not as a ghost
The surreality of life
Mirrored in dream
It is always murky
And not as it seems

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