Don’t know if it will ever happen To find myself Or reconnect These are like commands to me But may never There’s a disconnect People spend their lives searching Reading books And working through In hopes that they will find themselves Hope they will And guess they do Or they reconnect with someone else And that person brings them to To where they find themselves together And their hopes and dreams come true Don’t think that I will ever Find myself and reconnect Kind of settled in with my old soul Satisfied with my disconnect . . .
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Merry Christmas Ned. Dianna will be arriving later today.
I'm right there with you Ned, disconnected...very happy here.