
I open my mouth And the world tumbles out I cannot stuff it back in It’s out now, rolling Holding on to the sides of its rounded shape I cling, fingernails rasping I lose my grip It slips Running over me I watch it turn over and over Far below it tumbles onto the sharp […]
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Don’t part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.
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