There are many things I wish I learned as a young child, to have the talent for rhythm growing like a weed in my body, and the tune for it in my ear. I wish I had learned, I wish. I wish. I wished I had learned these things. I'm still young to those older than myself, but youth still escapes me. I feel this way too often, and I remain rigid in place for it. If only I had sprung in the waters and learned the way of its fish, and if only I had tamed the galopping beast and understood its good nature so that we'd be one with the storms. If only I had sprung from a different seed. If only I stopped asking myself this -- if only.
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Once Upon A Time, Time Stopped
PuisiDon't let your mind wander too far, for it will lose its selves - soul, thought and body. A soul that has lost its body is like a cat straying until it cannot pick up the familar scent of home anymore. It never returns, falling slave to a human God...
