life has led me back to the reflecting pool. i think about it constantly. how did this happen? what will become of it? have i convinced myself to feel this way or has it always been?
now i wait for the day and hour when my (near) future unfolds before my eyes. i havent been able to make my dreams understand my desire this time, so instead i keep waiting. and wondering and biting my nails, as the ink seeps into my lower lip.
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