Imperfect
Our imperfect knowledge
of the future darkens
our description of
life as we know it.
Although we live
to die, none of us
is dying for a
chance to stop
living. That one
word in the dictionary
no one seems
willing to look
up probably
defines us.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
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