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surely in the end... we will return to this place. The memory of how you and i watched... the beginning of the world ...togeter. memory gradually pours... into my empty body. Biulding me ever so slowly... and filling my being. That is how a man... takes the shape of a man... as emotions he doesn't want to forget... rest in his heart. No matter how far away you go ... i am here inside of you. like the star that guides you... i will be here fever. Even when i am drifting from you... i will probab;y be able to go... to the place burned into my memory. so i will go,without turning back.
 Ricky_Link · Thu Feb 01, 2007 @ 03:29pm · 0 Comments |
