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Sunday, October 16, 2005

Melancholy (The 1st Interlude)

at 8:40 PM

I define.
for myself
in all its worth.
My truth is disclosure,
my meaning is transcendence.
I choose.
for myself
with all its merit.
My genesis
is spring and summer,
but and its cadence
is autumn and winter.
I defy.
for myself
in all its gravity.
I make the world
swim across my ocean.
And where will I be,
at the end of all these?

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