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2 b alone
is to die
we all die a little
while being alone
feeling free and most alive

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mamasan commented on untitled

11-11-2009

Depends why you are alone for it is a time when you can gather your thoughts and figure out what intentions work out for your needs.......

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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