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| Back in the days, still so young and unsoiled. Too pure and innocent and so very unknown. Feeling the need for humain contact, a whisper, a silent touch. Searching for love while finding nothing but solitude. A shadow in the mass, so very uncool and trite. Lonely watching at the others lifes. Looking and learning this untold truth. So good, so boring, another nobody standing alone in the middle of the crowd. jOhNduDe 19-1-2004 23:55 |
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