The Day You Die Is Just Like

Clear To Me At Last That The Dark I Have Always Struggled To Keep Under Is In Reality My Most

Vladimir: Did I Ever Leave You? Estragon: You Let Me Go.

My Notes Have A Curious Tendency, As I Realize At Last, To Annihilate All They Purport To Record.

The Old Endless Chain Of Love, Tolerance, Indifference, Aversion And Disgust

Birth Was The Death Of Him.