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I look for you
all around me, your image makes me feel butterflies inside me. it’s hard to look back, hard to look forward, there’s nothing new, everything’s old. I’ve decide it to be always your shadow, to look for you,... I’ll be your shadow. to be with you even you’ll never know and everything what’s bad for you, to take care of. always to be your shadow, that’s all I want, I’ll be like that mirror of the words spoken by Kant. I’d be in your empty eyes, on your cold, cold lips, to live our love together, that’s what for I insist. july 23 2001
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