June 2004
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the uncertainty of it all
am I so unrewarding that you’d ease the pain with paltry kissing
don’t you long don’t you yearn desertion
knowledge the uncanny truth of it all if you’d ask for my world it’d be wrapped in tiny crystal ball
heart’s on fire heart’s on fire is this how love’s intended
-malcom based on entry from sketchbook ‘04