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The unknowable, did it reach you?

By Rio Child

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You used them so lovingly discarded them, longingly. I bet they died halfway there impaled on those sweet dreams (they could not but swim upstream!) bled and pale and discouraged. And you! Always weeping clothed in black, having shed all the courage and the pretense and the fact: inside, deep inside, that you did belong to us, and though we prayed you left us laughing like fouls, dead as ghouls, drowned in thoughts: the waters cool in time will have turned to ice. But they will be at your side, (eternally) and so shall we among them: the garbage that surrounds you and the dead that give you Life. That you may come to know It: in time. Written August 30th, 2001 © on Aug 30 2001 03:45 PM PST   0 • 8

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