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Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Shifting sands ~

Who is the predator,
who is being chased?
Who is the gambler,
who nails the stakes?

In a world of shifting sands,
I fear to start a storm -
who will get to soar with me,
oh, how much will I be blown?
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