Friday, June 10, 2005

Again. Again. Again.

I used to be perfect. Now I just am.
I used to be a poem. Now I am a single note.
I used to be a whole meaning. Now I am.
Now I just am.

Life is like this.
Life is like this.

You know it:
life is just like yours:
trivial, unremarkable, ordinary
Life is like this.

I AM!

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