I've heard stories of sucess that were supposed to inspire; supposed to motivate. I've never liked those stories. With this in mind, I present here a tale of little signifigance. On the following pages, expect nothing to be accomplished. I aim to stir no specific emotions. If this story envokes feelings of joy or anger, humor or disgust; don't look to me for an explaination. As I've stated, these words have no intent. They are here because I want to write. Under no circumstances make an effort to derive meaning from any of this or you will be quickly disappointed. And that's not something I want. Not because I need your approval, but because I want this story to leave you feeling nothing. An emotionless void if you will.
So please - read on.
This is A Tribute
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All Snowmen
eventually melt.
I'm only trying
to help.
eventually melt.
I'm only trying
to help.
1 comment:
Dear lord... To speak truthfully, I have never in my life been so moved by such a forthright and honest proclamation of intent as I have just been upon reading this entry entitled"The First Entry". I do not, in my life or even yours, take such a work of beauty lightly. And, I am not too arrogant or too unfeeling a man to admit that tears of pure and unadulterated emotion have fallen as a result of this bold, albeit too brief, masterpiece!
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