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I am getting stronger, more whole inside, instead of a hole inside.



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I've heard the voice of nearing death
Calling me to this end
Water rushes to steal my breath
I've nothing left to defend

This life fades fast in the flow
Pain washes over many years
Each spent fighting undertow
Icy water mingles with my tears

But strangly poised, I embrace this chill
And let it mark a passing
From life to death and life yet still
Birth is christened by waves crashing
~ My friend David DiSalvo wrote this poem to go with a painting I created back in 2002.

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I need to keep busy. I'm reading at least 3 books at any given time and just bought 6 more at Borders yesterday. I'll do anything to keep my mind and thoughts preoccupied and especially anything to keep me moving forward instead of looking back.