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BITTER SWEET .without the bitter the sweet is not so sweet. but don't mind me i'm as dead as i can be.

Tuesday, 18 December 2007


::

.the secret to searching is never finding.

.it's all analogies and symbolism.

.the wind blowing.

.the night turning cold.

.it's all much more than just wind and night.

.all you see is something else.

.the sea.

.the anxious tide.

.echoes from some other tide.

.placed where the real world is.
::
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