a working progress
I feel uncomfortable about talking about delicate matters so I choose to write. My writing is cryptic like a crossword, I dance about the topic. What I really want to write about is usually in a sentence or a word, I've done that since the beginning in this blog. The sad thing is that every new beginning is marked by the end of something old. I don't want a new beginning now, I'm still trying to figure out my own life.
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