again there is a place to let empty vessels appear as more than they are have it this way or maybe another feeling numb while all this pain intensifies and there is a glimpse that tomorrow may well be just the day after today do you still feel that great even though it isn't right advancing into the pandemonium of information gaps it is still the same as ever with only an alternate point of view daily chores that bear no other meaning than their existence they're supposed to undermine washed up on the shores of reality it seems as though nothing can stop them now and so I sit here and I try to find a reason for this hoping that the theory of cause and effect still applies however, I'm uncertain whether there is a way to change fate or the future into all of our collected dreams the flotsam of our fantasies the anticipated joy on the beach-combers faces a vision of ourselves or a reflection of missing relief and so we stand fast and wait for a choice denying the home truths to our minds turning around to see our traces are fading like the echoes of our last attempt to break freeBirth sign: Capricorn
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