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  • Written four years ago...somewhere between waking and dreaming.

    There is some pain. Life is elsewhere. We are waiting, for it to begin. For it to, really start. What is now then? An interlude to the actual performance, a prologue to the actual story? There is no way to know. No way to tell. I'm twenty-four but, has life really started or is it about to begin now?
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