Sunday, September 13, 2026

words bewitch a language of supposition [September 13th 2010]

 There it was, some kind of private life, unheard of in most cases.

 

It became clearer to me.

 

Just how - I don't really know, it doesn't really matter.

 

All that mattered, was a former place in time, as if the unfailing passion.

 

So, there I am.  In a completely passive state.

 

A state of unawareness in light of it.


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