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4.22.2009
These days I've been thinking too much... @ 12:02 AM
These days I've been thinking too much...

Sound waves reach my ears with such small effect that the roar of motorcycles at 3 am in the morning are whispers compared to the drone of heartbeats. Thud becomes more than an onomatopoeia but chants in half-realized dreams of waking hours spent in complete silence. Complete silence? Is not there another kind? When you hear thoughts so clearly, the firing of synapses are producing some orchestral battle of choices, how do you politely end the concerto?

Master conductor, who are you to dictate the music to my life? The fat lady begins to sing, and I interrupt so that she never finds the chance to finish.

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