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| 11:01pm 27/11/2005 |
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dear dreams:
the closer i get, the more i realise you are out of reach. laziness and inadequacy loom up to stifle idealism. And i am left with the dregs to remind me of my deepest desires (desecrated).
However the importance of realism prevails, and i must accept
reality.
aspiraition f a d e s.
what if? insecurity reigns. the unknown and ustable looms.plans unravel.
and all that is certain is my defects.
and the stain of this memory.
(a pile of crap)
good bye. |
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