For this world to hold.
Well, it may change the world,
So, it is too big, all told.
But, what doesn't change the world?
Doesn't the day I met you,
Still revisit my mind,
When before all I could do,
Was wonder about if there was,
Someone so unlike me,
That there would be proof that I exist,
Just in her being seen.
And that's life, alright?
Changing and searching, non-stop,
And if you never thirst for either,
You will never be on top.
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