I'm not interested in people anymore
They're just shadows flitting in and out
Of this big fake bioscope of my life
Like shadows they loom around me
Close they seem, but I can't grasp them
I can't hear them, I can't understand them
There is nothing I can share with them
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I'll complete that one too..
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The river courses on, meandering through peaks and plains, forests and cities...But its always rushing away to its goal and always a delight to observe (except of course when it becomes the Musi in a city!).
Monday, July 04, 2005
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