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a cave of one's own
Oct. 20th, 2002 04:59 pmI'd like a cave.
Small and dark.
Cold, a pool of clear water welling up from the ground. A drip-drip resounding insane.
The slow progress of blindness, the quick pace of madness.
Withering away, inflicting nothing, no confusion, no sadness.
Stalagmite, stalactite.
Do you dream or do you burrow?
Small and dark.
Cold, a pool of clear water welling up from the ground. A drip-drip resounding insane.
The slow progress of blindness, the quick pace of madness.
Withering away, inflicting nothing, no confusion, no sadness.
Stalagmite, stalactite.
Do you dream or do you burrow?
