Beauty, expiring

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Rob
on April 22, 2009 8:43 PM | | Comments (0) | TrackBacks (0)
I'm listening to friends sing, beautiful words in heart-stopping harmonies. I'm afraid that I'm losing the time to make beauty. I'm afraid that I'll be reduced to a mute spectator, in the catatonia of atrophied ability and hope. That's where my death lies.

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