onsdag 25. november 2015

I'd open my eyes a bit and see the window full of moonlight, then I'd shut my eyes again, so happy about it all...


Live,
you say,
in the present;
Live only in the present.

But I don't want the present,
I want reality;
I want existent things,
not the time which measures things.


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