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#definitive
nothing is ever finished do not believe in the definitive life is a spectrum black and white exists to those who live fixed wander grey is the colour of a question that has no answer.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
Unfinished
Since Love is a word that is clearly defined, I was sure it would be much less than easy to find. But please decipher it’s meaning be my Rosetta Stone How to manifest in person to keep me from alone The one I’ve wanted and needed to fill my vacuous soul, One whose substance would fill my red but black hole My collective attention would never escape her. How can a concept so complex be drawn out on paper? We’d be perfect and free we’d be perfect as “we” But love is too broad for such specificity. I’ve hoisted my thoughts until they were too high to still see Wondering how love could even be in the dictionary. Alas I’ll search ‘till transformed, my hairs all turn grey. The only place I’ll ever find love is in the section after “K”.
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 12:20 AM UTC
Definitive Love