"no shadow no stars no moon no cars
november it only believes in a pile of dead leaves
and a moon that's the color of bone
no prayers for november to linger longer,
stick your spoon in the wall..."
/*Tom Waits
breaking the patterns and recreating them into new ones /
scheduling life with months arrangment..
believeing in days we count that turn to weeks that turn to months...
and planning... with self confidence
and waiting.... with strong endurance /
dedication gives a form of meaning to our destination.
(n)ever overcome?
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