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The warm sun keeping me here.
10.08.2004 at 9:54 a.m.

I am frozen a little today. My body so restless. Untouched. The past is so far away now and all I can do is wait for it to somehow catch up. Talk to me. Hold me by it's tender fingertips. Kiss me softly and scream the loudest scream into the night, forever.

I've seen him quite alot these days. The man who once brought me back to life. We seem to always be exchanging something strange. Tenderness, joy, tension, hatred. And it feels like dying. Over and over again.

I cannot seem to let go. The warm sun keeping me here. Somehow. The ties that bind are too strong for release. My hope too real.

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