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Sunday, January 22, 2012

Thirteen.

What I wouldn't do for

a
       glimmer                    of                  
                                                             brilliance,
a
       shimmer                   of                  
                                                             genius,
a
       flicker                      of                
                                                             creativity.

I mean,
I wouldn't do some things,
like kill
or steal
or erase
precious
memories
with my
family.

Maybe I should have started with
what I would do.

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