mercoledì 27 marzo 2013

For Your Eyes Only.

There are spaces that are a maze of time: not the past, not the present. A suspension. Get in and do not know how it happened is one. We had to come as keep a secret: silence precious, sometimes interrupted by the collapse of words damaged. Needless to persist in thinking to alternance of good times with the bad. But you can not think of absence regardless of the place where you are located.

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