One Hundred Days of Solitude 2.0

Wednesday, July 14, 2004

When the river runs dry

Day 31

Perhaps, I tried too hard.
Perhaps, I didn't give it my best.
Perhaps, no more can be done.
Perhaps, no more can be said and explained.
Perhaps, no more can be understood and misunderstood.
Perhaps, it is just time to...
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps...

The night was long and I thought it would never end.

Today, I am grateful the morning came.

For that One of a Kind experiments

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