January 2010
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the parchment talks of a traveller
terribly difficult isn’t it making friends falling over waking up in faint light staring into the here and now wherever you collect thoughts feeling admiration apart from where you came from and tomorrow can’t come fast enough in another time and place where memories are distant far away from the moments when you find yourself falling falling apart waking up slowing down falling over...