The world,
seen behind me,
it shakes,
it shivers,
does it feel my grief?

The world,
passing behind me,
it quakes,
it wavers,
does it follow me?

The world,
moving along me,
it quickens,
it wings along,
where do I head?

The world,
one I never loved,
it loves me,
it needs me,
where do I stand?

The world,
one I once loved,
it left me,
it feeds me,
can I love it again?

The world,
one I love again,
I love it,
I need it,
and I drive on.

::December 1, 2002 02:17 PM

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