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This Moment And This Chance, They Are The Same, And They Are Mine If I Choose Them,and I Do. I Want Them. Now And As Long As I Can Have Them They Are Both Precious And Fleeting And Gone In The Blink Of An Eye, Don't Waste Them. A Moment And An Opportunity And A Life, All In The Unseen Tick Of A Clock Holding Me Nowhere. My Heart Is Beating. The Walls Are Pale And Quiet. I Am Surviving.

I Think Men Who Can Cry Are Strong Men

I Think As An Artist Or A Writer It's Ok To Want To Control Your Own Work.

That's What Ever Great Writer, I Believe, Has Done Over The Course Of Time - Is They've Figured Out New Ways Of Telling The Same Stories.

Love Only Brought Me Lonliness And Horror.