When I was climbing the mountain, they came, they conquered, they reigned, they finally succumbed to their own power. While I was still walking the woods, the same cycle succeeded with a different set of men having the same ego laden intentions.
Now, as I stand on the cliff many a yard above the ocean I again hear those familiar frenetic foot steps, I smell the same blood soaked hunger. This time I'll take a plunge into the infinite never to come back again.
Love,
Vikas
24-Nov-2011
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