Monday, October 25, 2010


You assume that I am weak because I have been more than kind to you. More than generous. You assumed wrong.

You are afraid. Very afraid. You are envious and jealous. I am sad for you. But this is not about you. You won't use your voice because you lost it somewhere. Somewhere way back there. So far back I don't even remember it. Do you? The universe knows everything.

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