July 20, 2008

White lies to hide almost white foamy disasters,A big wave of meaning to the ripple that was lifeA big excitement to mask mundane life into oblivion,A thrill-unable to be expressed to the world,A hidden horror beneath it all- unable to string to words,A lovely deep gurgle of joy- inexplicable for want of strength,Life on a new plane- a new recreated self,Rebirth-a nice new novel way to prolong survivalA new vision, a new purpose and a new dimension added to existence

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