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By daniela Submitted by daniela* Date: 2008 Jul 08 Comment on this Work [[2008.07.08.18.08.4640]] |
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The silence of you is sometimes forgotten, other times unbearable, but always deep within every moment of my awareness... screaming. Years have passed and I wonder about you: the greatest fantasy that never was, never is and never will be... So why do I love a stranger? |