October 03, 2004

When memories come to me

In a way, presence is not there as a real thing, but as a flashback, which lights the whole moment you're living just for a few seconds, then a smile shows up on your face and your body goes warmer. Now, the bad thing is the very second after that...

But god, how i like that first bit!...

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