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Woke up alone
in someone else`s home
with a strange message
on someone else`s phone,
"They dropped a bomb on Alaska,
took out the Bering Strait.
Take one star from your flag, my friend,
and chalk it up to fate..."
Is this a new beginning?
A chance for us to rebuild?
Or raze the walls and smooth the earth
with bulldozers and backfill?
Or maybe there is no more `us`
and I`m left with just myself.
I`ve lived in Juneau for so long
I suppose it`s hard to tell.
The heart will beat regardless,
the mind will always stray
and forgiveness is the hard part
when your life is blown away...
"They dropped a bomb on Alaska,
the Peninsula is gone..."
I see, now, I`m the lucky one,
I woke up here... alone.
© Mike Miles 2008
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