Monday, November 10, 2008


I like to write,
but for a reason.

I like to speak,
to express emotion.

I prefer silence,
to celebration.

I prefer solitude,
to noisy congregations.

I hate to lie,
but I am weak.

I hate being wrong,
but can't help it.

I love to travel,
because I see.

I love to live,
because I'm me.

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