Friday, August 12, 2011

Farewell Cynics

I do my head in worst.
I had a good set bar. Even though I had flightily reduced the margin over the years (to be accepted by turkeys), I have raised it up again.
This time, I have set it higher than what I had innately inherited.

Progress, advancement, growth.

No more placing myself in, what I imagine to be, their head projections.
Of phantoms, of ghosts of yesteryears.

I've cleared the maze, I'm out of the woods.

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