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12 October 2011

Puis qu'en oubli sui de vous

Sophia Coppola's voice fills the corridor's in my head.
I feel so disconnected and forgotten.

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Due to daytime being so constricting, night was the only time left to contemplate on the past.
It's forever dissolved now. Lucid dreams are the only fulfillment that fill me.


My eyes are dry but luckily I've got some to remind me to blink.

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