I don’t belong here anymore. I’ve outlived my usefulness, my welcome and my affection for this area. My glory days expired a few years ago, at least as far as the shore is concerned. I have no desire to involve myself with the community--as a group or as individuals. I’d rather uproot and wander for awhile. There is no inspiration here. The closest thing to inspiration has no desire to inspire. The decay of sadness is piling into parade of madness. Time to march elsewhere.
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...The decay of sadness is piling into parade of madness. Time to march elsewhere...
You're speaking for me... Love this. ;) C. http://journals.aol.com/gdireneoe/thedailies
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