There are these other universes I am sure
Where my bones shattered and ground to dust
I rode her wave past myself down
I am a water skier
Down the middle the waves are fine
I can see there's not much else you need
There is an area of return they all ride on their edge
There is nothing that they create but danger
They're their own problem
Then you can't see and you are your problem
No one is going to save you
They can't see either
This one time I could see the way down
I found myself already cross there ice tracks
Over to the left descending and arriving as seen from the top
There are other universes I am sure
Where my bones shattered and were ground to dust
In this universe I found the way down
Allons it is safe for your bones arrive the dust heap in any case
I just hope to make it a few time more down Jahorina
Monday, June 15, 2009
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