In The Centre Of The World
Inside, far inside
Something knows it's not a race
Starting to feel the journey
Instead of the end
Just want to sit
Stare through the window
Into nothingness
Forever changing
The past disappears in an instant
The future appears just as fast
This moment seems fleeting
And I should hold on
Appreciate what I have
Right there
Right then
In the centre of the world
SH December 2005


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