JULY 23 _ great shitty _ ,2010
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it is a longing, a weak will to see something changed, to be able to draw inspiration from
though when the attempt fails, bordering near fading like dissolving, the trowel falls!, into the dirt, shattered on the sharp edged small stone that seems to be the only one for miles around, and yet lies right here.
well, get some idea, If you are incapable of helping yourself, an entire era has shattered here on this tiny piece of a rock.
Never, you will consider a larger one mention as obstacle,
your receptivity or wonder why reserve prevents you from nothing
what edgy angular glimmer might strike your center
although you look attentive, it leaves you cold,
as a from water seperated sailboat on the open sea.
everything is the same,
everything is different as yesterday,
where you find the unvarnished truth?
where is just for you the cruelty of the real world veiled?
don't leave yourself alone,
take the most agonizing moments by your journey,
and shatter 'em ..not on this tiny stone,
give him the chance to leave own notches.
maybe it happens grateful estimating next time being somewhere else.
should bring you joy?
not around the sake of thanks.
please not.
"never end here"
wrote by Sudine
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