Uncategorized / Thursday, January 27th, 2005

A million things left unsaid

A million things still left undone

A long distance to travel

Before my race here is run

There are many roads to take

And many destinations lie in wait

All this would be meaningless

Without you as my travel-mate

When will fortune favor me

And when will our paths cross again

When that does happen

The journey together would be the destination


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