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Beethoven - Ode to Joy
These journeys lead to places
That are so far away
Lost in vast, endless oceans
of buildings & people
Seeming so strange
Where do we go?
No, let us not stay in this paradise maze
A strange, falling sky somewhere in
America! Why America?
Or someplace, somewhere in Italy
It feels like fire or electricity
& a burning jolt of desire
In aching hands, & restless feet
We tire, we tire, we tire!
Think of wild dreams in the sun
& ghosts of places & people left behind.
2012 January Moira G. Gallaga©