I used to sit on the beach and look out into the lake and see no end
I used to think there was no end, the water didn't meet an edge
Now I stand to the ocean, looking as far as I can see
Yet this time I know there is an end
And this time, there stands a friend
Looking out into nothing, wondering where the edge meets
The edge meets at me, looking to the same sky
Living in a dream
written march 23 2008 sams.
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