HERE I STAND, HEAD IN HAND, TURN MY FACE TO THE WALL,
FOR A WHILE ANYWAY
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
My window
My window onto and into the world clouds up more and more even as the days I spend pondering fill with intensity. The last few years brought some light, but but now grow dark as I try to understand what actions of mine are responsible for the loss of a friend.
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