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Quick Asides:Party's over and I'm no longer home alone. What I am is free to party out (of the house that is) until the 30th of January back here in Malaysia. You know where to find me, but do call in advance. There is some sort of strange demand for me, especially in the last few moments of being here.
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In the mirror,
I stare at the face,
Looking back at me.
Unrecognizable.
Surface cratered with self-pity and self-loathing.
Mars the layer that once was,
Pristine.
Explored, out of curiosity.
Threaded, out of necessity.
It still exists to shape.
To inspire.
To draw breath.
I stare at the face, at the hollow craters of the,
Soul.
Looking back.
Looking past.
The shadows eclipse the craters.
It's so very cold in the dark.
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