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In My Room
by Lee Hubbard
In my room, my study, I think, I muse,
and in the quiet of my mind, I reminisce.
In time and space I look for clues,
of where I've been and how remiss
I was, just riding life like a
Across that dark void, which should have been,
a journey of light, and the music of life,
I rode on, and on, and on, and when,
the streetcar stopped, I knew only strife,
for life was but a rehearsal,
for a time and place afar,
Far away in another place which I should have known could not be. ,
a place and time I lived for, and in my mind, my destiny.
My shining, destiny, my dreamy, azure shore,
Where life would mean to me, what I had lived it for.
But, a mirage, it drifted away,
perhaps, to Zanzibar.
A place I do not know.
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