Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Transcendence

"Here I stood with no purposes
waiting for nothing
but nothing
I saw not even almost,
if not everything."

"But what does it take
to see beyond this
tainted I was
tainted I am
how can there be tomorrow
without yesterday?"

"Purpose,
grant me purpose
but why?
a thirst to quench
a reason for being."

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