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| Spring Edition, 2006. Nothing is as simple as we hope it will be. | |
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The time has
come for burning bridges. I fear solitude, yet i crave for loneliness. And I really can't understand where to go or what to do next. But maybe this is how most people are, we just don't know it because no one hardly speaks about all this. Where do I go from here? Tears? Oh, i've
shed tears. Many more than i thought i had in me. I've shed tears from
bridges burning, and from bridges built, and from bridges about to be
built. And none of those tears meant happiness, only sadness and fear
and sometimes despair. You. Yes, you. If you can read this, if you can understand all this, if you know what i mean by all this, then you know me. So step ahead and call me. Talk to me. Make love to me. Say stupid things to me and then i'll laugh. Take me out walking on a sunset beach. Be something to me, be one with me. Marry me. Now.
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