CIRCLES
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Life is a circle that starts at birth Keeps on growing and spreading away Searching it seems for some worth Death being completion to our dismay A circle can be a lonely thing No ending on a path in the dark Lost and endless the wandering Where you're always alone and apart Go in circles through the night Turn and go back through the day No marker to find whats right No where to find the way A circle chosen as eternal bond No ending and no beginning Joining two hearts into one Given symbol of love enduring The circle has no meaning on its own It needs something for validity The answer is not to be alone Circle must join circle becoming infinity ~ Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit ~ |
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\(o.o)/ ... © ... 1999 - 2008 ... by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit ...\(o.o)/
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'Would You Like to Dance With Me' © Original Composition by Ari Kokkonen.
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