Wednesday, March 19, 2014


I started out this post several times. Mostly variations of emptiness. I collect specimen of my misery like an entomologist collects butterflies. Carefully preserved, labeled and mounted in a frame.
But fate intervened and put in my path three lines that has stuck.

The first being: To prove your courage
The second being: Not today
And the last : To regain what's lost

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