Apokatastasis

By Crush_With_Eyeliner

Each choice is
a death
unto itself.
Each trial
sets the
clock back
to zero.

All journeys
lack meaning
until destinations
have been wiped
from the map.

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Copyright 2010 Crush_With_Eyeliner
Published on Saturday, October 30, 2010.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: We die ever second so why need a map

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