Every pain is a memory;
Every ache is a regret.
Guilt like sour milk,
Discovered in the aftertaste.
I say my sorrow,
But it’s only another rebuke.
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This is not a diary. It is a collection of thoughts, essays, stories, etc on those topics that are of interest to me. Being a blog, it goes without saying that it is utterly self-indulgent.
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