From the daily archives: Tuesday, November 28, 2006
I will feel alive.
I will be in control of myself.
I will be burning, burning with life—a lightened candle always in the brink of turning off, burning and burning, never stopping.
Amidst your sacred buildings destroyed—debris that will be reflections of a past life thrown away to the dust bin of history, consumed [...]
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