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Easter Island
we are right to wonder
we are left to wander
we are right to search
we are left to discover
people
we`d rather not be
places
we`d rather not see
things remembered
in different ways
we are right to dream
we are left so willing
we are right to love
we are left forgiving
heartbreaks
born long ago
symptom`s
just starting to show
have our best days
been lived before?
shadowed
by System
inner Children
navigate
landscapes
vaguely familiar
new day
new territory
players live History
and Herstory
everyone Easter Island
dealing with isolation
who can blame us
for growing impatient?
we are right
we are left
we are right
we are left
we are left to wander
we are right to search
we are left to discover
people
we`d rather not be
places
we`d rather not see
things remembered
in different ways
we are right to dream
we are left so willing
we are right to love
we are left forgiving
heartbreaks
born long ago
symptom`s
just starting to show
have our best days
been lived before?
shadowed
by System
inner Children
navigate
landscapes
vaguely familiar
new day
new territory
players live History
and Herstory
everyone Easter Island
dealing with isolation
who can blame us
for growing impatient?
we are right
we are left
we are right
we are left
Published 19th Aug 2012
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19th Aug 2012 5:17am
9th Sep 2012 00:22am
It took me a long time to ponder this
comment Grace ---
I`m a bit slow on the up-take sometimes ---
but it`s absolutely brilliant!
11th Sep 2012 1:19am
Yes: I can imagine that. Islands and islands: sometimes we are lonely in a crowd of millions: just an isolated island. Sometimes, an island away from the mainland: it gets lonely and we thrive on recollections: feed on yesterday's food so to say.
