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May 30, 2005
perfection
life, poetry
the path to perfection having been attained
one finds that reality had never therein lain
responsibility thwarts that which you wish not to depart
time in it's finite nature limits the pursuits of the heart
with the bulk of necessity blocking the ingress to ecstasy
the mind despairs and gropes for the entranceway
Posted by Trevor Savage at May 30, 2005 8:28 PM