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They come.
They go.

We remain.

The same, maybe not
But a little worse, yes.

#internals.

And, there burns the midnight bulb. But she is fast asleep. 


Comments

Anonymous said…
haha I like this post.

I miss you <3


Butterfly.
November 13, 2012 at 11:48 PM
Xiphi! said…
I dunno if it was intentional, but this post was funneh XD
July 19, 2013 at 2:40 PM
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