Questions have filled his mind for
what seems to be an eternity
of uncertainty. Fate seemed
to toy with trivial pursuits
of the unanswerable; of himself.
A period of unrest followed
a glimpse of silence, for
when he thought he had his
answers, here comes Venus with
a new set of queries.
Queries which were supposed to
bury him in the past, to
which he answered:
"I didn't find an ounce of
virtue in our sin."
But his answer was a cold star
for their is strength. There is
meaning in his sin:
To err is to be an accomplished
man.
This now reminds him that
his humanity is in existence,
a flagpole of a mistake.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
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