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Bad things happen in clusters One right after another. But good things only come one at a time. It is like a messed up fraction, Percentages that just cannot compete. And the bad things linger just as long as they can... Grabbing onto your skin, scraping lines in deep. Until you can only sink farther into the dirt. So why do good things not linger? Instead, they are like a warm summer breeze. And you have to shuffle hard away the crap. So the good memories have a way to compete with the mounds and mounds Of bad. Because that is the only way to live: Turn this fraction on its head.
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Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 9:00 PM UTC
The Fractions of Life
Bad things happen in clusters One right after another. But good things only come one at a time. It is like a messed up fraction, Percentages that just cannot compete. And the bad things linger just as long as they can... Grabbing onto your skin, scraping lines in deep. Until you can only sink farther into the dirt. So why do good things not linger? Instead, they are like a warm summer breeze. And you have to shuffle hard away the crap. So the good memories have a way to compete with the mounds and mounds Of bad. Because that is the only way to live: Turn this fraction on its head.
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Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 9:00 PM UTC
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