My thoughts stare into mirrors.

I feel like I can get what I want most outside of the area, away from the familiar where a new presence can be created. Would it stay new or form into what I tried to leave behind? I step to the rhythm of others’ will and absorb them: I will shape and bend to blend, and then vanish completely.

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posted : Sunday, December 11th, 2011