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Monday, 2 January 2012

lack of dreams

"I just don't want you to... "

Well, I do not remember what is that thing that I can not stand you to do.
This amnesia is killing me.

This lack of memories, of ideas.
This need to remember something, even when I know that I wont.
Sometimes it is hard to notice that those things you dreamed, are over.

And you can not reach them.
Just because you forget them when you wake up.

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