I call them rumblings as they grossly lack the structure and merits of a perfect read - yet clasp close as they reflect my inconstancy and joie de vivre - unyielding to any persuasion known to man (please accept 'lies' as incidental or embellished truths - as I strongly deny the existence of 'Lie' - it's always 'Truth' or otherwise...besides 'Truth' in its purity lacks imagination)...Happy Reading!
Friday, June 24, 2016
Believe me...every demand that I make carries a slice of my 'self'. I've vainly tried sometimes to sober some of them, hide them, rephrase them, fake them...and have always ended up owning them, loving them.
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