"Someday I'll walk away and be free...I'll leave without a forwarding address and walk across some barren wilderness to drop the world there. Then wander free of care like an unemployed Atlas."
September 30, 2003
The water is becalmed by my silence
I have been staring at its glassy surface for so long
Reflections of life
Pass in an ethereal stupor
Reality masked in the veils of the past.
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