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I am but a fickle heart longing to be fearless.



Saturday, January 9, 2010

Dog-Eared


"Sometimes,
life becomes
too black
and white,"
I said.
"And we get
dull and
dog-eared
from the
monotony
of routine."
I said,
"Why not
revel
in the
magic
that comes
between
the two?
Why not
dance
in each
dapple
of grey?"

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