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Is there ever one thing and one thing only that will make a difference?
When I want something, it is only that one thing that I want, or is that just the beginning? When I listen to a song, there is a progression from beginning to end, I can’t say I heard it if I didn’t listen to the whole thing. Wonder how long an idea takes to come to fruition, there’s something in the way from moving along that path. Wonder how long it takes to move forward Looking back, never actually knew when that happened And one day it was different Different in ways I could say and ways I didn’t know before All along, there was a change So subtle, minimal, staying and ever there Still there and somehow…someway It’s different One day, each day Those things I think I want when I can’t have them Those things I do when I can The time stretches, past where I’ve been Through me and around me Without me when the song takes me Wherever, whenever… and I wonder.
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