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Praga Połnoc

There are those who chase dreams,

imaginings of what could be.

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There are some who chase shadows,

afterthoughts of sunlight’s sheen.

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Then there are those who chase fantasies,

things that don’t exist and could never be.


To those who chase dreams,

remember to savor your reality.

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To those who chase shadows,

don’t be afraid to cast your own.


To those who chase fantasies,

beware that what you seek to see

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is not the truth, nor does it live

more than skin deep.

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Your grasping hands may loathe to find,

that fantasies exist only in the mind.

Sierpień, 2015
Praga, PL

Run Into You

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Dome of the Rock and Mount of the Olives, Jerusalem

There’s so much I want

to say to you,

so much I want

to ask.

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So many questions,

in my head,

so many things I want

to know.

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You seemed to have all of

the answers,

the world an atlas in

your mind.

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I want to share

my thoughts,

and hear all that you

might think.

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I want your clever

quips about

the people that

we see.

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I want to hear the tales

and stories

that you always told

to me.

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I want to know your

questions

and I want to search

for truth.

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But you are so far

away,

and I am here

alone.

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You are seeing

other things,

with people I

don’t know.

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But I’ll write all of

my questions

right here on my

notepad,

_

so should I ever run

into you,

these questions I

will ask.

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Like, how can black and

white exist

where there is so

much gray?

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And why do people’s hands

criss-cross

so different when

they pray?

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Google may just have

the answers,

but not with your

special hue.

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So I write all of

my questions

right here on my

notepad.

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Because one day I’ll run

into you

and these questions I

will ask.