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03 August 2011

Le temp est une invention des gens incapables d'aimer.

My soul was lost in the clouds.
I am unable to comprehend regular conversations with strangers due to my lack of
communication skills.

Andy has been whispering into my head lately. (Warhol that is ..)

Ohh, what am I waiting for?? And why??

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