tompea @ 2006-02-12T19:35:00
go this morning to Capocotta. stand on the beach and secure the sea. what is taken for granted. what excited me! seeing those same waves last summer. see myself reflected in the water and read a book. dedicate these moments is a small mausoleum for my soul.
was from last night. so many people that he sees himself, people who shared five years of his life with people who then lost sight of. many were at school yesterday, the party of former pupils dell'Aristofane. not enough, repeat it. I have heard the classic questions: "How are you?" "Did you graduate?". responses, some lovely times those were diverese standard. I have heard of stories of love that ended their mark. 5 years together. then everything ends because of jealousy of her. I hear about a long period of darkness from which we have just gone out to answer "well" means a lot. much more than it seems to say this word. we do not belong, as we could. we have dedicated ourselves to each other for one night. we went not to think. laughing. drinking. remember.
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