Sunday, December 2, 2007

#12 December

I came on with so much to say, yet all I can remember now are these few words.

I.
Can.
Give.
You.
Gatsby.

Pardon my delirium. I've not exactly been myself these few days. No wait, who am I?

Do I sense fear in myself?
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