September 16, 2001

Dull sensation of life in mitigation
endeavoring sunshine people,dumbly aching.
slowly breaking torrent rivers.
Thougts are my salvation found in exclimation
the point of ?s
time do pass, escape my grasp,look it gone, how going it so fast ?
culmination is of
my life is slow decay
I again alone, murmer of a croud
drowning in
dull human sound.
Hive of people , passers by.
Tonight I fall, don't know why.
can't imagine
getting up again.

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