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The night diminished on my chest while a silent storm was falling asleep beside me. Winds break free; I shiver, all the light disperses in my shiny eyes. Could not say a word, only listen. Before my soul, glass was shattered and a moment later I saw myself looking beyond the window. Started dancing on slow music. I was upset ,angry on… who else, but me? My mind was screaming of how foolish I can be sometimes, so much misunderstanding that my body would not stop moving. It felt like freedom inside a prison of which bars were gone, still could not escape. Outside, the light said: “It’s gonna be alright”. I reflected on the worse image tomorrow could arise….
Believe I’m one of those people who do not see the faintest hope where it should not exist. My desire is not to…be, rather than whisper things I do not remember later on, only the sour feeling inside. 10:50:02 Monday, 29 January 2007
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