Reaching out through the misty
Haze of dreams, I try to touch
The one reality and one purpose
For which my life strives.
Failing to do so, I sit alone
And ponder the possibilities
Of an uneventful life
Which seems to be destined
For a lonely, empty island
In the midst of the sea
Of emotions which surround me.
Dec. 26, 1980
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