April 2012
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My body is ready
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Patterns that danced in the silhouettes
Those moments we had seemed eternal and endless. They danced under our eyes and they never seemed to end and though it all seems fleeting and fading it remains eternal. The day we made time stand still we became everything and found out we were still made of seemingly nothing. You see, nothing can take what has already happen and what is to come is written down somewhere. With the lack of clear...
