Friday, April 26, 2013

The Parallels

I'm feeling lost.

Nothing seems truly real. How can I remember him, smell him, hear his voice... when he is dead in a box?

I go through his notebooks... he was brilliant. He had so many ideas. Designs. Plans.

I cannot figure out what I have.

How can he be gone, when he is still in my head?

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