Tuesday, October 28, 2014


There is no certainty, just
the illusion of it, the belief
in something sure, the
attitude we take to this
ephemeral, unpredictable,
uncertain and ridiculous
life, we live, for some
short years, before going,
and soon, it is as if we had
never been, and yet we
have and somehow, that
imprint has made its mark
even though it is unseen.

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