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Perhaps I'll sail around the world; go on a pilgrimage. I'd like to see what's out there, what I am missing. Maybe ink up, open a tea shop, and publish my music. But a goal's just a wish without plans.

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Saturday, September 7, 2013

Dreaming in time, we gave away our souls for what we thought we loved, whereupon we found what hated us. The beauty unravelled a disgust that taught us how to listen. Depictions of sadness blackened our roses. It is the lost of the found that water these roses. Roses that live off the light of listening. Listening to that which teaches us what love is; a love that blossoms dreams.
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