I'm wondering how you are,
as in what ways you exist.
And how you deal with people;
of you, what will become.
The guilt or shame in beauty
is the anger of not being able to see it.
Distant; but not.
Self-aware beyond the absurd ...
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Tuesday, 15 September 2009
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