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1 comment:
22 mayo 2009
because i have grown so
accustomed to loss, even to
so partial to it, maybe that is why
i can never be bound to some sort
of commitment.
committing to time, to words, to
routine, to people, to what?
don't think i ever know what i'm
talking about anymore.
i guess that i'm not even committed
to myself.
hm.
i just want to be naked & live on the rocks by the shore.
i only am.
no excuses.
time to go to africa!
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