It has been a long time, I know. I don't a specific entry, yet. I promise I will be back soon. In the mean time, I was cleaning out my office and I found a lost notebook filled with some random crap from six or seven years ago. So I thought I would some of it here. Without further ado, here's a poem from the W. Years:
I don't have a picture
Only a name,
An image in my mind
That has begun to fade.
My soul has been deprived of Life,
My soul has been deprived of Love.
The light I see,
The sight I lost.
The Image,
Elegant in configuration
And imperfect in being.
Bleak, I know, but it was from the W. Years.
Friday, June 22, 2012
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