Thursday, September 4, 2008
That It Is Necessary To Me? You Understand,
That it is necessary to me? You understand, to arrive or arrive - anywhere (what difference!). And to carry out the dichajshe-impracticable desire: to put you on a curbstone at bed a water glass. Then - I can leave, after all I, can, and flied-went because of this glass. Me conscience because of your of that time, dozing: "And why you have not prepared water, at me at night the throat dries?" Clarifications, whether you understand, thirst. If you have seen this glass, maybe, you would understand, how I live with the dried up throat - without you. There is you, and there are I a little of that time "freedom drinks", and everything that without you, at my new ups and downs, same all - any awful absurd, any deceit, a dream. Not the dream is only when it is possible to touch you, when it is possible, without looking at all, to feel: you - are, you - here it. And generally I live so: and last minutes this day - with you, and the first - the following, and day all then - too. Anything and anything me does not take: Neither time, nor any "self-guarding" feelings.
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