Saturday, April 3, 2010


No manuals, no instructions, nothing.
From hot to cold, vice versa.
From the extreme, fading to mediocre, down to the lowest.
No signs, no advices, nothing.
To adjust. Mind, body, and soul.
Wish could say, "I just don't care."
Still adjusting.
Strange feeling, you see.
Closing both eyes.
Say stop... whenever you're ready.
You're the master of all this.

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