organization

Like miles on a map (Guest piece by Sun and Moon) There is always a distance Could you believe its family Now I see there was so much before Now that I see that I am dying Dying dying but Holding on Through the mill Still, daily this remains and can you see? You can see. Its so obvious how they keep Or don’t keep hitting the target But they hit. Though its known There is always a distance, sadly Like miles on a map of roads that intersect One hundred thousand miles They go and come To intersec...