February 28, 2008
Nothing…Just a speckle of light…I begin to proceed

Cold crisp air chapping my lips…I ascend

The previous life I once lived full of laughter trying to turn me around…I maintain speed

The whispering of a discreet voice trying to knock me off my path…I don’t stop

Faceless identities seizing me from every direction while I contemplate if I want to give

in…I continue

Light…I pause

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