January 13, 2006


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    A STACKED DECK
    (last line changed 1/16/06)


    I look back and reminisce
    and wish for all the times I miss
    You could be here
    I could be there...
    and all those times without your kiss

    I look at now and see the lack
    and all the while I want you back
    but you're not here
    and I'm not there.
    I cut the cards and see the stack

        ... against me.

    I look ahead for what's in store
    and all I see is wanting more
    more of you here
    more of me there...
    The hell with cards - I'm out the door.

    © drc 2006

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