to know that other people see
not something I pretend
to be, not just what
I expect that
they expect
to get
from me,
but me
with all my
momentary
mental apathy,
my beating heart in
fleeting stops and starts
propelling nervous lips apart
to flash a smile of honest pleasantry.
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a collection of tales, ranging from short to shorter to downright brief.
life is mystery - a story of vast emptinesses and delicate connections.
but inexorably, one realizes that the threads are strong as the rifts are wide.
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