ripples so clear
light so long
water so blue
hopeful this song
yet short is time
fast are days
quick are goodbyes
just enough to pray
moments are the reflections
on this bridge of life
some see mine as dark and murky
others their single shining sun
I don’t know who to believe
because I see mine as both
but I’m no judge
just a convict in a game
of puppeteers
and paupers
hoping to grope just a little longer
at their long empty bottles
Musings Of An Autistic Mind 
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