Between Two Roads
By Tatiana Pahlen

One day we're smiling at the rising sun
next crying a river;
what power makes us to fall in love
then suffer this blissful fever?

My feelings stashed inside my notes,
laying bare through smile;
I'm happily lost in between two roads,
striding with you extra miles.

March 27, 2004

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