Roller coaster.
First Hill.
Falling.
Exhilaration.
Innocence.
Hit bottom
Should I...
Have liked that?
Yes.
No.
Maybe.
Look at neighbor.
He knows.
Copy.
Quick.
Next hill.
Still copying
So…
I miss it.
Again.
And again,
Hill after hill:
In the past.
At my neighbor.
Over thought.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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