Thursday, March 20, 2008

I have the increasing suspicion that I am in utter disrepair. No, that doesn’t even make sense…I Haven’t the slightest idea why I am here, there is no mode of expression, or condescending verse in which I was truly inspired by. I am restless, I cannot sleep. I feel the dear panging constantly, at the lives of others, and which I can do nothing about. It is not for me to do anything. But yet, still, I cannot sleep.

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