In this moment, the past looks surreal, the present is only a whisper and the future is away from imagination. comme une virgule. comme un baiser.
So complete. Yet, so wanting. This moment.
Let's leave it here. And say no more.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
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...to be contd
indeed.
you people talking about more french classes right?
:P
poke... poke...
prod.
poke.
pinch.
step on toe.
this blog must be dead....
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