A dream. A romance. A love. In Words. I think you prefer when the world "together" means not "a million," but just two.

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I was one of the insatiables. The ones you'd always find sitting closest to the screen. Why do we sit so close? Maybe it was because we wanted to receive the images first. When they were still new, still fresh. Before they cleared the hurdles of the rows behind us. Before they'd been relayed back from row to row, spectator to spectator; until worn out, secondhand, the size of a postage stamp, it returned to the projectionist's cabin. Maybe, too, the screen was really a screen. It screened us... from the world.

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This fucking chaos all the time ...
6.7.08 23:41


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Evening

And while I rode through the night's dew air, I felt all world's happiness on my face.
I felt the happiness on my skin and now wait for it to get into my heart ...
29.7.08 00:32





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