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Dreams are what you wake up from.

14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.

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another one

The heart of darkness drowns all senses
The soul, numbed, bears no consensus
of hope
that resides
in the conformity of the unknown masses.

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What happen? You sounds sad

Not sad. Always contemplative.

i remember reading this from your past entries.

Glad you remembered. =)
Came back to me again.

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