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One leaves early in the morning, with the clickety-clack sound of her stilettos, size seven, the other stays in bed, next to her glass of water, mars bars and world music cd's. I hear but hardly see them. Their lives
Oh goddess of time, where you are nobody knows, but we know you. Your present is past and future alike and you pass through our eyes without trace As soon as you lay your hands on us you are no longer.
Hi nasty sweetheart, not a day without a prayer for your death. I guess that you, by now, have a great time, when I, locked in my flat, can only watch tv. Dumped is the word, I smell. For a whole week
Silent runes run through his face, the latitudes and longitudes of history, shed oblique shades at limitations between East and West. Opaque, guilt-ridden lines redeem the fools and innocents
I am not asking you to love me, she says, but it's possible to carry on as usual, there is no need for you to break down, fall to pieces. One could try to accept what is happening without anger and resentment. One should not blame one another but see this as a challenge. Every difficulty is given to overcome our shortcomings, to strengthen us.