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We keep reaching up Young fingertips touch it For a moment Never able to grasp it Before it slips away We keep reaching up Flailing in futility Tired fingertips yearn Wishing to reach higher Before it slips away We keep reaching up But look down Feet planted firmly in the ground Cold fingertips stagnate Before it slips away We want to reach up As it slips away
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 2:52 AM UTC
The Dream Keeps Slipping
We keep reaching up Young fingertips touch it For a moment Never able to grasp it Before it slips away We keep reaching up Flailing in futility Tired fingertips yearn Wishing to reach higher Before it slips away We keep reaching up But look down Feet planted firmly in the ground Cold fingertips stagnate Before it slips away We want to reach up As it slips away
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 2:52 AM UTC
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