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Love.
The word can be used too much eh?
Love.
Can I get in the zone ever again? Can I create? Do these bonds that I've imposed mean a thing? Will this all be rubbish?
Taking the marriage and freeing and
creating something.
going into the reaches and finding nothing there.
quelle horreur.
I must combine the past and the present and voila.
eh voila.
Love.
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