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Not Lost

  • Writer: Chris Worley
    Chris Worley
  • Dec 1, 2025
  • 1 min read

Everywhere is somewhere

Until

Somewhere is nowhere

Where to go from there

When time not pressing

Pressure not stressing

Flight at 10a

And I still need dressing

Fly away, fly away

There will be another day

Until

There’s not

But that’s the wrong thought

Forever lives somewhere

And nowhere is not

 
 
 

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