This, too
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loose an endless longing
So, I'm thinking of perhaps doing everything.
For years I have done nothing.
I still don't know for sure whether it would surprise anyone.
I am listening to Hope of the States. They sound too local. They're not, at all. But I'm tapping my local foot.
Once I was the boy in the blue balaclava, and I did things.
Now, I don't do things.
I hope that I do things when I sober up. Come on, come on, corporeal self.
Un Africain et Moi
7:10 a.m. - 2006-01-22
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