better sooner than later . . .
the same strange star
that shines on you
shines on me,
the same pale moon
that glows for you
glows for me,
the same cool wind
that breathes on you
breathes on me,
i may be here,
but still so near. . .
i may be gone
but still inside
your sphere . . .
1996
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