Monday, April 6, 2009

About Me 2

I don't feel like writing some ethereal, vague, symbolic thing today
I just feel like writing
Sometimes in writing I find I better understand myself
Would you other writers agree?
(I pause to think of the other reasons people blog)
At any rate
I am everything but I am never perfect
In the everything I am worth the world
In the lack of perfection I am worth nothing
The everything is a huge section it lasts forever
The lack of perfect is small but always destroys
There is more but I don't know where it is
I just know it exists

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