Contemplation of the Game ( reprise)  

Sensualsweetman 46M
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7/19/2006 3:54 pm
Contemplation of the Game ( reprise)

I sit at my desk,
looking out the window
You are so far away it seems.
and the distance keeps growing
and more.
every "I'll call you..."or "I'd like to but___"
becomes another mile, another layer.
another brick.
I hear that voice that was a whisper now its a roar,
Alea iacta est, my dear
as I take the scissors and cut the rope.
This hanging man is free.
Adieu, and good riddance.

Always Yours,


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