September 2011
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This Thursday
This day is the kind of day which seems to last a week.
Not because it seems particularly long. But because every seconds has is own feel, which are every time totally different from the previous one.
I’ve the feeling that a lot of things happened today. Some short and very pleasant and varied moments with myself and the others. I laugh and got stressed. I listened to music I normally only...
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Dream
Each night I dream I kill myself
And it’s beautiful
But if I do it
I’ll be never able
To dream of beautiful things again.
August 2011
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