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All day I think about it, den at night I say it. Where did I come from, nd what m i supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, Im sure of dat n I intend to end up there...this darkness of loneliness began in some other tavern....wen I get back around to that place,i wl be completely sober. Meanwhile, Im like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary. The day is coming when I fly off,bt who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?who says words with my mouth? Whi looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?I cant cannot stop asking...if I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for loneliness...i didnt come here of my own accord, and I cant leave that way. Whoever brought me here will have to take me home......
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 14:35:56 +0000

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