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Oct 2012
Scratch out the time and throw away your watch
Etch off the very conception of how things come and go
For this is the way it is now and this is eternal
This will be forever, our desires being perpetual and infernal
Everyone elses little heads, little existence as important as a popcorn kernal

I promise you this, yes and I promise you that
The truth is that I don't know what the truth is
I can't tell you how things will be tomorrow or the next day
I can't say anything important until I know you're feelings are no longer at bay
The only thing I can do is say that you will know the truth and so will I if we both decide to stay

So just stay here, locked in my cold arms
For the winter is back and it shows no mercy
The nights are frozen and, at times, grim but the snow is beautiful
We might be closest when we are horizontal but the aim is always vertical
Up in the air and the sky and along with the wind
John
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John  28/M/New York
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