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4/4/2005

I can catch but a fleeting glimpse
of the truth which lingers just beyond my grasp
while ever its capture eludes me
perhaps it is more beautiful that way
could the reality possibly be as wonderful as the dream?
and yet to be just out of reach
is altogether sad and lonesome
I seek only to understand myself
though the answers are often hard to come by
at least I am not alone in my lonely search
for the whereabouts of the human heart...