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Maybe they'd have to hold each other when it rose, all organe and full and close. Maybe that's where our romantic notions about the moon first came from. Two people holding each other to keep their hearts from breaking, because everybody they knew was dying in the cold rocks and dust piles a quarter million miles away...
The Brothers K
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søndag, oktober 31, 2004
<this blog is a placeholder for everything that i would like to say but can't, won't, or shouldn't. Stuff like, how much i hate those three words right now.>
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