Saturday, November 14, 2009

Epilogues (7)

There are epilogues that wallow in waiting. Their existence resembles the metaphor of time embroiled in reminiscence of a voyage that recognises no destination. The vagrant mind is enticed by covering masses of philosophy and cramming relics into the crevices occupied by memories. The epilogue reaches its regeneration in an echo commemorating history, the future and the fervour of revolt.

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