One Last Thing...

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60 posts in 365 days.
That's one about every 6 days.
To be exact, one every 6.29310345 days.
If you evened it out.
But as you can see,
that's not how it was.
With long, empty spaces of no voice,
and then voice out of no where in 5 posts in 1 day,
there was nothing average,
there was nothing perfect,
about it all.
There isn't.
And there never will be.
If one day you see that I post every day,
you can look back and see when I didn't,
like,
when I had a life.
^_^
But,
no,
seriously,
I have to go now,
and that's how it always will be.
I can't always talk to you,
but I will for now.
So good night, dear friend.
And I love you.
Especially for listening to me.

AS WE SPEAK
I DARE YOU TO MOVE.

 

(March 11, 2011)

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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