So heavy,
my eyelids are.
My steps,
stumbling.
I am so tired.
Hard of hearing.
Blurry vision.
Soon will come the light of day,
waking me up with assistance of coffee.
onsdag 3 februari 2010
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This is a place that does not really exist. You´ve heard it all before... All is ones and zeroes. What it is, is words and pictures. Sometimes seperate, sometimes combined. What it is, is my minds playground. An escape. A coming forward. Hello. I am a little Friend.
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