La Vie Privee

I often find myself away from the boulevard, with only my thoughts and memories for companions. Within this silence, in the midst of these memories, I write of love.

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Location: Along the boulevard of earthly delights, France

A gentleman of leisurely pursuits lounging beside the boulevard of life, lost in his own reveries and observing others pursue their dreams or flee their nightmares.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Then and There

Life’s like that.

It comes for you, and bids you come along.
You awaken to sounds and sights, dance and bustle.
Then it passes on, leaving you wondering.
What the . . . ?
Why?

No reason.
No reason at all.

Life’s just like that.

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