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Into Madness

There are things in the universe that can deliver you into madness. Steer clear of the stagnate air, and be wiser for it. Love and lose; be lost, but do not love to be lost. I am lost; not by means of map but rather in the state of my soul. I wonder this world in hopes of filling some hole. There is a void in the universe. I can’t see it, but I know it’s there. It is in the perfect shape of my silhouette. I am a missing piece to a puzzle I haven’t seen yet. I dare not dwell on the lingering longing to belong as I continue traveling through this universe just trying to avoid the madness.

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Care

Be careful of being so carefree that it could be considered careless. For there is a fine line between the fearless and those with less sense.

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Curves

The curves of her body may catch my attention but it's the beauty in her eyes that captures my soul.

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Clay

Your body is from the earth, like clay. If you don't pay attention to what your adding to the clay, then it becomes mud in your hands.

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Good company.

The lake water is still, resembling a single sheet of glass. You hear the distant sound of sixth street serenade the the calm night. High above you're head, the Sunday moon is patently waiting for the arrival of the Monday sun. The Austin skyline holds endless possibilities. The city lights look like stars within your grasp yet you do not reach for them. For you are with good company; the company of a friend.

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4 AM.

The quiet streets, still wet from the recent rain, carve through the sleeping city creating valleys in-between the tall building. The moon lingers behind a thin vale of clouds like a distant street lamp on a foggy day. There is well dressed man stumbling down the side of the wet road. The sound of a yellow cab a few blocks away could be heard passing through but the man seems too focussed on not falling down to be distracted by it. Eventually he comes across a beggar leaning on a the wall of a closed bar. Without a word the well dress man pulls out a pack of cigarettes and lit one up before offering one to the dirty stranger. The homeless man takes it and waits till after it is lit to speak, "Had a good night?" The well dressed man ignores the question and continues walking, "Well fuck you too then!" The homeless man shouts from behind him. The man in the suit has to keep going. In a few short hours the sun will be up and the city will be awake and the man will be at work.

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