Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Going left
Sometimes losing control is the only way to keep your place. Save your face. Eat your cake. Left is the new right, dark the new light. Happiness and tears are besties. Boats and moats keep you away. Clarity is drowned in the cold. I belong to the sun and you belong with me. My darkness for yours? I have all the answers and none of the questions. Dog days are over.
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if left is right, then should we call it left?
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