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A pool of water, still as glass, reflects glances from a car window, shimmers in rear-view mirrors and wistful stares at receding hedgerows. Absorbs the sunrise, debates the sunset, is suspended above a bed of warm blankets, is laid gently over a pie crust or the barking frolic of a god. The spell is broken, …

Socrates – II

I’m my own worst enemy. What’s new? You’re not helping. I’m not supposed to.I’m you, remember? Yeah yeah, but I’m starting to get fed up. Somehow I manage to put up wallsbetween where I am and where I’m goingwhile I’m walking forward. What’s wrong with an obstacle courseevery now and then? Do I really need …

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