Tuesday, July 09, 2013

at-en

What is left for one to do

When all hope is gone
When tomorrow is a foreboding of more grievous things to come
When something wonderful has been irretrievably lost.

What is left for one to think

When all one’s thoughts go back to one thing
When all ideas converge at a single point – you.

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