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2012-11-12
before it goes out


I waste another evening. And then the years.

There is something old about Sundays. I get stuck in thoughts that I failed my family, failed the manuscript, failed this brief light on Earth. I want to escape into Monday, begin again, and maybe get a few moments of my life right.

Before it goes out.



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