Sep 30, 2003

What I'm not saying
It doesn't exist. Because I didn't write it here it doesn't exist.

Of course, that also means I've split myself again and it was exactly that schizophrenia I wanted writing to solve.

Because it does exist, and it exists as me but not here. And I was all here, but then I was dividing and tearing and now...

It’s probably not that bad though.

Crazy rides rockets
Who has a magic wand
Empty out your pockets
Words without a song

I myself have found a real rival in myself
I am hoping for a re-arrival of my health

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