To want is to die
The world is quiet between midnight and dawn. Everything seems much clearer with only a few of the lamps lit in the house. With no television or stereo I hear the silent melody of life. In the stillness I see the worn patterns in wood grain of my desk that I never notice during the daylight hours. The moment is eternal. There is no need for anything other than now.
To want for tomorrow is to die.
(c)Mitchell Plumlee
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