Of all… I prefer…

Posted on September 27, 2010

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Of all the ink blots splashed off my pen,
I prefer the one that stained my name.

Of all the circles I drew,
I prefer the concentric I didn’t.

Of all the paths I imagined,
I prefer the journey I walked through.

Of all the lines I drew,
I prefer the jittery.

Of all the years I have been through,
I prefer the 5 that i miss the most.

Of all the words that I have blurted,
I prefer the ones that were mute.

Of all the dots that I have marked,
I prefer the ones that I haven’t

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