Friday, December 19, 2014
19 december
when you realize you've been holding your breath this whole time - so fine to find you're not underwater - there's so much air to spare for the asking - a brass ring for the joust and bull eyeing the target - enlarge it and there's no game, awaken and there's no shame in holding on to nothing at all, to letting go of hoping past sense and scratching all the dents on sale - fail is relative and so is win, yours are the laps to sink or swim
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