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Friday, November 18, 2005

A will for the Dead

When I see the secret of universe approaching my bed, with his swift confident hovering, I'll try not to panic. I'll try not to fail. I'll try to have the luminous smile upon my eyes. All what I need you to do is to open the windows. Pigeons are the God's soul. Maybe they'd visit, when everything leaves.