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What do I do? What can I do? Will it work? Does it fit? I'd love to see it... How 'bout liftoff? Maybe Only time can tell Who's got the wheel? Who has control? Who has this beast by the throat? We'll see. It's a crazy feeling; Intense wonder. Signs of Change. Fear. Pain. Loathing. Hunger. Wonder. Am I selfish? Have I learned anything yet? I should've by now... But my mind just races. Too many places. Too many faces. Too much wasted. Where'd I place it? Too much time. Too much wonder. I'll figure it out. The time will come soon. I won't be blind forever.
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Nov 16, 2010
Nov 16, 2010 at 9:18 AM UTC
Blind
What do I do? What can I do? Will it work? Does it fit? I'd love to see it... How 'bout liftoff? Maybe Only time can tell Who's got the wheel? Who has control? Who has this beast by the throat? We'll see. It's a crazy feeling; Intense wonder. Signs of Change. Fear. Pain. Loathing. Hunger. Wonder. Am I selfish? Have I learned anything yet? I should've by now... But my mind just races. Too many places. Too many faces. Too much wasted. Where'd I place it? Too much time. Too much wonder. I'll figure it out. The time will come soon. I won't be blind forever.
JG, November 2010
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Nov 16, 2010
Nov 16, 2010 at 9:18 AM UTC
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