Christina
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Strange
Without a sense of stability
There is nothing I would change
I rub my eyes and the world I once knew
Has become more clear and complex
Speed is gaining
Control is questionable
But for once
The direction
Isn't
in the hands of others
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