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the confines of beauty is simply correct to kick against it is inefficient at most having arrived at the ripe age of thirty-six i am fortunately not so petty as to expect any worldly accomplishment or recognition but rather that i would have by now calculated something worthy in the face of the eternal wheel that brought me here to focus upon the one breath that enters me the thought of all contingencies passing i notice that the beauty i wanted to leave as a part of this world once i left it was but a naïve and childish dream i once had for this world comes to a dark end none the less it does not matter in which form it returns there but that it ultimately does is what makes the difference so coming back now what i must have seen in the darkness is that i did not want to leave something beautiful after me but to have filled some of the wanting parts that go on to live forever after in our hearts

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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