Whispers
from an internal landscape, my "xinjing".
Monday, July 10, 2006
Left Unspoken
The last day. One of the first things that I awoke to was pain. Perhaps I left it unheeded too long. I no longer know what medicine I need to tend to it and you.
I don't know if I could face you. I am so tired.
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