| She has hidden herself in a wideopened bobby pin. Closed her eyes on a fifth flower of a peach. Like nothing happened. Ever. To anyone. But, every message is initiated. She muddled herself in his dishevelled hair. Necessarily became a part of the eyesight. He discovered the colors of his pain. Once. Because of her. |








Dobro dola na DA
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All time paradoxes are nicely resolved with time.
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I used to be with it. But then they changed what it was. Now what I'm with isn't it, and what's it seems scary and wierd. It'll happen to you." - Abe Simpson
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