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I Can't Help the Way the World Turns

even the brightest sun sets
even the darkest clouds pass
all that ever stays is love
and who needs that
I need a sun that refuses to set
and a cloud who has the guts
to run the world
because maybe I
am done watching them
fight over the sky
maybe i should except the
fact they both can't win
and sometimes
its hard
to just stare at the sun
and when the clouds are this
dark it easy to forget
love refuses pass
or fade in to the
and accept its fate

20 Feb 07

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