Utopia Eleven
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ALTHOUGH I AM, TO A DEGREE, TO A FINE POINT, TO JUST THE VERY EDGE OF, THE VERY VERY VERY VERY EDGE OF, TIRED.
Although I am tired. Although I am tired and in that way. Although I am not facing these question. Although I can not digest. Although I am allowing this all to pass through.
Although I am becoming less of a discreet thing.
Although I am not able to digest all this.
Although I am not reading you.
Although I am falling back on my promises.
Although I am more of a passing through point. Although I am no longer a terminal. Although I am a station. Although I am not a stop.
ALTHOUGH I AM NOT ABLE TO HOLD ONTO THAT WHICH PASSES THROUGH ME. ALTHOUGH I AM TIRED. ALTHOUGH I AM SLIPPING INSIDE.
ALTHOUGH I AM SLIPPERY INSIDE. ALTHOUGH I AM WORRIED THAT YOU MIGHT MISTAKE ME FOR WELL. ALTHOUGH I AM CONTAINING MYSELF, I AM ALSO SLIPPING FROM WITHIN.
ALTHOUGH I AM FALLING APART.
