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posted by fortitudo @ 7:56 AM
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
In the midst of the bustle, I stood still. Very still. I wanted to capture that moment, a stop of serenity piercing through the midst of everything. I wished I could blur the lines and focus all into my utopia, a small silt in the chaos. But, I chose instead to close my eyes and open my ears, allowing the bustle to wash me ashore, taking everything away from me. And, when I opened my eyes, all I saw and remembered was how distant everything was.
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2 Comments:
hm.. wat r u thinking Cerelia?..
well wat i can say is tt from ur thought, it proves tt the age long theory was right: tt females are a auditory creatures.. choosing to believe wat they hear den wat they see visually.. perhaps u could decribe ur utopia.. wats ur utopia??
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