my eyes are not compound, but they refuse to see things simply.
domingo, junio 04, 2006
letting go
how can i let go of the past when i don't not even know what hold it has on me? the only clue is that the present is impaired. with what handicaps i am not sure. can i seek a cure for a sickness that i can't define?
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the present is never perfection. gaping holes remain, and ugly ruins where the past blasts into it.
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