Friday, March 09, 2007

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Why? - in the darkness I shout. I listen and just the echo I hear. The wind dancing in candles. When will it end? - how to code that my heart shifts its face to someone who longs for me? She is like the child always choosing wrong, I forgive her, but I am tired. Don't remember otherwise, just the eyes demanding, just coming to take, has anyone asked me "what do you need?"

Blessed are you, whose mutual love grows out of friendship.

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