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09-07-07|
10:32 am
the problem is that I have lived in fiction for twenty years and now suddenly, I am struggling with reality. literature. like I press my lips wordlessly to his heart. Am I doing these things or I have I simply read them? What is real now? I lay beside him and I cried. That is something I thought I would never do. This is not how I thought my story would go. |