I Have My Faults, But

Abode Where Lost Bodies Roam Each Searching For Its Lost One.

There Is Man In His Entirety, Blaming His Shoe When His Foot Is Guilty.

...and A Dream Away In Space With Neither Her Nor There Where All The Footsteps Ever Fell Can Never Fare Nearer To Anywhere Nor From Anywhere Further Away. Nor For In The End Again By Degrees Or As Though Switched On Dark Falls There Again That Certain Dark That Alone Certain Ashes Can. Through It Who Knows Yet Another End Beneath A Cloudless Sky Of A Last End If Ever There Had To Be Another Absolutely Had To Be.

My Mistakes Are My Life.

Try Again. Fail Again. Try Better.