It's hard to tell where you end and where I begin
Like a twin soul we journey afar
Living life like an art and a dream
Sailing through the crests and troughs in company
A dream within my dream
I weigh it to measure despair
With an ironical hope to see some results.
Running along the washed away sands,
the hands of the clock tick a reminder.
We see. We know. Still, we grow.
Living to the brim, in effortless company.
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