Friday, February 02, 2007
 | Temptation to run into something more interesting than self-reliance causes the trouble of the constant self. Pieces that fly to fall untrue believe in the failings of such untruth. Compare to this a piece of me, I know of something that will always be. But to take unto that item a falsified sense to seek another form for which boredom stands. How to compete the norm of things when all can change with a single word. |
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