ALL NEW
REQUIREMENTS
Now I've made my madd'ning peace with nothing at all.
I want to sit. I
look around, I look about : everywhere,
everything seems all the same. I can
understand, perhaps,
the lightning, but never quite fathom the thunder. Yet,
as
in all of life, one (thing) leads to another. I am annealed.
I have a chiseled
heart. I seek to understand. I remain conflicted,
vented with fury, adrift
without any real reason at all. All new
requirements, these things are to me,
all new. I am still
surprised by my understanding that I am
somehow yet here on
Earth.
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