A defining moment in waiting... an indulgence in eternity, and a tap in my head spewing the drip-drop philosophy.A tune drags its way across me - words in tow... words beyond comprehension but somehow with "the" meaning that throbs within.If only this was still the age of matyrdom, this void would cease to be...but there are no more causes...and no more losses that inherit immortality.
Benign clot stretched to a lifetime...
The hands go round n round...
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You! How u? :)
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