Never Knowing Where I Stand

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I drift aimlessly
in life's empty spaces,
never touching you,
never knowing where I stand.

I need to get away,
but here I am still, and
I see you in my dreams.

Not long ago
I saw you in summer,
never knowing
where it was I stood,
never knowing
the end of our story.

I need to get away,
but here I am still, and
now I've changed so.

I see you in my dreams,
never touching you,
never knowing where I stand.

08/20/1975