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And would it have been worth it, after all, Would it have been worth while, After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor— And this, and so much more?— (ts eliot)

Saturday, November 19, 2005

a lollipop screamed at me - I'm not good enough




today the world is unknowable. tomorrow it will no longer exist.

knowledge distorts.

i read the writing on the window. outside it's raining.

i can't ignore you unless i don't exist.

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