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WATER.COKE.BAZ LUHRMANNS-ROMEO&JULIET.SLEEP.NOT SLEEPING.DICTIONARY.COM.SAYING OBSCENITIES. FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE.STYLE.ALMOST ANYTHING CANDID.PHOTOGRAPHS.LONG WORDS.FALLLING ASLEEP TO MUSIC.THINKING TO MUSIC.MUSIC.LITERATURE.MY BED.MOMENTS THEN NOSTALGIA.ISOLATION (ON OCCASION).EATING.ART.NOT EVER HAVING A NEW YEAR RESOLUTION.THE WORD 'LITERALLY'.OCD.INDECISIVE.ITS ALL A MASQUERADE IN NEVER ENDING MODERATION.

Friday, October 15, 2010

THE MORE I GROPED, THE MORE AWAKE I BECAME.


As to put a circle into a square.
An oval cloud cages over.
To isolate yourself with your thoughts.
To run from it
Or run with it
You turn into tissue
Four corners of storage.
The soul held captive by the cage
that lies within this mind.

- Mia-Danica
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