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the kind of person i am

oddly enough, is not
the person i actually
am, i look very
different, to myself,
then the unfit,
degenerating aged
body who drudges
through each mindless
day, the kind of
person I am is kept
very, very hidden,
indeed, protected
from what I’ve become, though
still if you look very
close, deep into the
eyes, and watch
without blinking, you
will at some point
see the recognizable
spark as it
dives back under.


– On the bus on the way to work | May 9, 2003

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