The distances we must go
to find ourselves...
are negligible.
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Belletristic Blathering & Trash Poetry -
Phosphorimental is just a placemat for
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Friday, March 16, 2012
We are born, we live, we die.... It was all out of control from very beginning and will be out of control when it ends. The paradox is that the only control we have is the choice to begin and the choice to end everything while living in between.
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