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Saturday, December 16, 2006

The Hours

The proliferation of craving expands so exponentially, withholding multiple unreasonable acts which caused me indignity, caused us unidirection, caused you to be so sufficiently courting me at those hours. The pour of acid love is so crucially been taken on, at the same hours, same seconds, it eats up so quickly, I do not know what it tasted like, so how did your buds felt? If those unimportant hours became important, if acid became love, if those one two flirts became serious, nothing could be stood in between of, nothing shall reprimand us to become anything of each other. One sentence could be strong, one hug could be too drastically passionate, though, one kiss would mean nothing. It’s just the hours advancing.

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