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Thirty Two
When everyone is sleeping, I am querying.
When everyone is playing, I am pondering.
When everyone is crying, I am trying to find silence within myself,
And, when everyone is living, I am trying to find the time to write.
I read the old books, I studied the old poems.
I tasted the wisdom that was fed to me, but
Now I sit and wonder if my life is really anything more
Than the decisions I make in between cups of coffee.
When everyone is speaking, I am listening.
When everyone is running, I am looking up the road.
When everyone is dreaming, I am whispering my dreams, too,
And hoping that I will not wake them up.