My name is Kiran,
I define nothing.
not beauty,
not patriotism,
not love,
not friendship,
not youth.
In the form of singularity and awkwardness..
I take each thing as it is,
without prior rules about what it should be.
Monday, November 8, 2010
The darkness of a new beginning
The stark and cold emptiness that runs before a bursting forth.. Like a river full and swelling with ice and clarity.
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