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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2003-11-13 | | I need the mood to go become myself in the wilderness. I need flowers, red flowers, rings and the other unseen things; Freedom of despair the hugging of the tree and the kiss of the untamed bear. I need alive ancestors, soul-whores wooden statues and extra dimensional doors. I need friends, and a trillion million possible ends. I know no one knows and no one understands... I need a hundred legs and fifty hands. I need games and names and a large variety of shapes. I need thunders, dawns and rains archeological sites with mystery bones and pointless pains. I need a full moon, a half nightmare, Here, never and soon, and a completly new love affair, I need brilliant skies and believable lies, loaded dice... Whispers by the back of my ear I need everybody far away and everyone near. I need everything and nothing only the sting of Aphrodite onto the back of my scream.
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