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Monday, March 5, 2012

4-3-2012.

"I will be great again.

I will look directly into the fierce gaze of the orange Sky, still harbouring the remains of the Sun even when it is forsaking it. I will watch the sky hold it still, hold it closely. Until it struggles, dips and falls into the arms of a horizon I cannot see. And then.

There will be darkness.

I will not be alone.

But have I learnt from the sky? To let it go and let it come back to me again. Again and again."

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