Oh, the goals we seek, and never find.
Like the dreams we dream, asleep and blind.
We must open our eyes just to look.
Let's look for adventures in a book.
Then it's easier there to achieve our goal;
educating our brain to another's role.
Now on television, we hope to see,
real life, truth or not, of what we will be.
A grand illusion, it all proves to be.
In the end, after all is done, you will see;
nothing really mattered but the daily grind,
and it got you through all the years just fine.
Edie J. Holdgrafer
Copyright @2001 Edie Holdgrafer
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