Fruitless Searches and Other Matters

Nobody ever wonders how the Devil feels about things.


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Too many hours
                           Days
                 Weeks
and perhaps
                   MONTHS

have been wasted on

a fruitless search for 

an ideal that has always

left me empty handed.

It's pointless. Reason

rears its head and takes

a look around the room

and quickly ducks back

out. BFD. It could be

worse. Fortunately it

isn't. Better cross those

fingers.
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this awkward tongue speaks more often
than it should. it rarely knows what to
say or when to say it. it goes on anyhow
to anyone willing to listen and to those
who aren't. what an awful creature to be.

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