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And I was in a cornerbooth thinking of, pretending to read, about the impossibility of one to love unconditionally. [...] Then, everything got frighteningly still as they entered and intersected the floor and I tried to choke my stare from the perfection that others would kill for. Finally there is clarity and there is purpose after all, but every night ends the same as Im collapsing once more by your side. Finally there is clarity, this tiny life is making sense. And every drop numbs the both of us, but I alone am staggering. https://youtube/watch?v=XKePOJiUXvA
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 22:10:40 +0000

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