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frank_lee
Over 90 days ago
Macau

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I'm going to live the next life in the same world as my body. I'm going to conquer something stunningly simple. There's going to be a tiny house on a forgettably pleasant street. Everything is going to make sense every day. Anger is going to lie down and...

like how today there was this tall girlcrossing the street in the afternoon sundark and pure as a hundred summer midnightsbraids long as her spinelaughing at something with her friendsnatural and selfless as windand the way it plunged meinto the deepest a...

I have forgotten a thousand thingsmost of them moments of silent wonderingin which one pair of eyes can't breakfrom another pair of eyesand tremulous whispers give wayto the first brush of breathacross breath across lips movingtoward the heat of other lip...

brick wallwindows like the haunted eyesof the exiledno one gets a chancewe fall in and out of love on sidewalksbehind long abandoned train stationswhere all the tiny angelsburst into flames only spring understandssome of the sad onesfell in love and never...

we are the ghostsyou never see us walking down the street among you beautiful ones the living ones we are the ones you pass without a second thought for the tiny brush of air you feel in our wake we are hardly worth the time it would take to pause and con...

I will never know howthis reaches you or whereor even ifThey are only wordssung to the raging fires of duskbecause today was another mysterywe are not permitted to solveWe are only always reachingbecause reaching is only alwayswhat we do when the nightcom...

tonight, for another last time I'm going to fall in love with a darkness that will cover me like water and wash down my spirit in a riding current of dreams in which the angels are free to love devils and the devils bow their heads longing for the mercy o...

This is where I put things Everything that has no other place Here's a tiny spate of gentle rain Coming at the end of a hard spring And here's that moment I sat beside her Studying the lines of her face While the world was burning down To nothing we could...

the things we do for the first and last time never knowing rooms we enter or leave, never going back again the people we might have talked to but didn't when we turned corners we never remembered roads we never had a chance to get lost on the lives we did...