in the time
between the last cigarette
and the motion of a startled cat nestling
I nap because
a nap is not waiting
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defining existence through mayhem. life, my life, is sustained by the junk of adrenaline and bizarre experience, as adventure is an opportunity I cannot forsake. synchronicity plots my next move always.
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There is no such thing as waiting, time never ceases.
Interesting to know.
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