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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
 
My face is flushed.

An uncomfortable warmth rises in my throat.

I feel lonely.

Body temperature has been fluctuating.
My stomach feels full of rocks and nothingness.

I haven’t quite accepted it all.

Soon even after all the leisure and happiness…

Soon to say goodbye.

These are rough times.
Some have no doubt it will be okay.

But forever I seem so skeptical.

Good fortune is hard to come by and seldom seen.

There are the memories and the past and it will never quite equal the present…
And I have yet to see any inkling that the future will be better.

Another year has passed over.
We are now partaking in the year of the rooster.

Astrology wise…
My future looks very dim for this year and the next.

What little search I’ve done for happiness and love has been dropped and it’s a fighting struggle to survive.

Rocks rolling in my stomach.

There wont be a soul left for me when this is over.









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