Friday, November 10, 2006


The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no diaster.
(Elizabeth Bishop, "One Art")

Everything seems to be okay right now. The doubts had subsided, somehow. But I'm still wary. Everything could still be taken away from me. I don't want to be caught off guard. I'll hang on as long as I could. As long as I'm able.

I'll hold you. Still.

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