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Nov 2012
Is that all we’re looking for?
The best times that we all can enjoy?
When we sit here and wonder why,
What to do next and not have an answer,
Then it all makes a crystal clear wave,
We had nothing better to do.

Sail away and traveling far,
Just like the escaping of reality,
The real and ambiguous world we live in,
Truly day to day,
Taking the good and the bad along with the divine.

Did it all make sense in the infinite,
That it didn’t really matter, the time you spent,
However magical and supreme it may  have seemed,
It didn’t really matter,
  In the grand scheme of things.
Wack Tastic
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