Monday, October 11, 2004
suffering as a universe of possibilities
What does it mean to love or hate? Memories press inside my mind. They shiver, coalesce and break apart. And then there is nothing. No sure or certain vision. I stumble in the dark and try to piece together something. I know I once loved and I know that I can be a sharp blade of rage. I can give...
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