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July 1, 2009 at 5:00 pm Leave a comment

I want the words to flow know where they’re headed lead me to streams clear as diamonds sparkling like waves of sun licking my fingers not afraid of moving on forever moving forward pushing me to the brink don’t hesitate or else you’ll lose your footing you’ll lose the nerve and the flow of it because it’s so unavoidable so impossible not to repeat repeat oneself now and again our lives a series of repetitions floating by trying to touch outstretched trying to touch the wind and if I do what then if I succeed will it break my fingers like a spider’s web?

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