Come back one more time!
So many things to do, yet so little time.
Desperately listening to songs of the past,
hoping that it'll make me Brand New.
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he went about in
a daze, scarcely seeing even the things he handled,
drifting, quiescent, in a state of
metamorphosis.
He submitted to that which was happening to him,
letting go his will, suffering the loss himself, dormant always on the brink of
ecstasy, like a creature evolving to a
new birth.
- "The Rainbow", D.H. Lawrence