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| This visual reminds me of the words from a song the Beatles did "I got the news today, oh boy...." November 20, 1997, my entire life was turned inside out, black turned to white, down was up, yes was no. I finally accepted the verdict...which reminds me of some very insightful words by David Bowie....."Time, He flexes like a whore, His script is you and me, Boy." The head is precariously balanced on a rock, it could topple with a strong wind and break. That is how delicate my world has become, I know it can end in one breath. The look on the face is steady, the certainty of anything is non-existent, answers are unknown. | |
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