a near perfect loneliest ant colony world.life substraction routine inevitably ending in the Spring of our malcontent;__And we, (in it) clinging still -> forever to all we wished we'd known no-sooner than knew (from the moment after having failed: crap! (eureka!)(oh!... tthhaatt'ss why))(a moment prior having perfect unexpectation of it: failure) (all the while shouting at the top of my pancreas what Night had said to me (alone)(whispered)(untranslateable) and ever soo sad in knowing the world's its own gift and i failed mine to oblivion:
Friday, June 13, 2008
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