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January 2008 
? - a question mark
Posted on Dec 27th, 2007
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djnutz
djnutz
I squat in a completely dark room with my face covered in my palms, I weep, I cry, I long, I miss ... yet I know not a reason ...
it is not dissatisfaction, not hestitation, neither pain, nor saddness, nor pity ... it is just an inner, innate, incessant longing floating just below the surface of daily existence, present but invisible, felt but unrecognizable. it is the question mark ? flashing instantly underneath my consciousness, pulsating with my blood, vibrating in my cells, shivering down my spine ...
it is not fear, not dread, neither hate, nor anger, nor despair ... it is just a burning, overwhelming solitude, among your beloved, amidst six billion people ...
... but what is the question itself?
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