city filthy

shoes clean

leave their marks.


So difficult to pull out alone at night. I've forgotten when - the last time.

It's as if I'm totally dependent again as I once was in childhood.

To fly out would give me a semblance of self - to think clearly perhaps?

I'm afraid I won't know of that which they are speaking. If I too must speak

I will know nothing at all!



The whole symposium a farce. The subject was hardly touched on.



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