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Either Woe or Well Being
I have a constant craving to be engulfed by life
This morning (on the coast) the weather is mild, overcast
I am suffering (from some incident)
As usual I am looking for anything to distract me
A Roadside Distraction Attraction
I have outlined my future in red
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I am waiting for an arrival, a return, a promised sign.
This can be futile, or immensely pathetic.
As a man who waits for his chronically late lover at night.
(along the coast)
I am waiting for no more than this Dream to become reality.
Everything is solemn.
I have no sense of proportions.
As you can tell by the size of my Moat!
I have no sense of proportions.
As you can tell by the size of my Moat!
Sometimes you have to go DEEP below the Surface to truly see things.
It can be a scary...
OR
It can be the Most Magical Adventure!
Apologies and Gratitude to Roland Barthes for fragmenting the fragments of A Lovers Discourse
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