I wanted a perfect ending, now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
YES, delicious ambiguity.
To my dearest King,
It's all said and done, it's real, and it's been fun...
It is the end of something simple and the beginning of everything else. I just gotta believe.
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