tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663133.post-48472703099816600742007-02-11T08:56:00.000+01:002007-02-11T09:02:34.283+01:00

The world keeps on beating while my heart refrains from moving on Like an alienated sensation from a gleaming paradox of utter gloominess The negative contrast of my reveries defies my innermost raphsodies And when my soul hastens... then everything seems to freeze Like the static image of a picture framing the entire universe.

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