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Where the boy buries his time. Mittwoch, September 01, 2010. Those were scenes in life. And now, of all times, some voice is telling me to forget. Holding a hand that was soft like dewed silk after a night. Grass growing tall during the June showers. Sunny scenes on the shore of Cap Ferret. Solitude in the woods. Strange red fruits in the Flora, Cologne. Toes floating on the water. Lingering warmth within while seeing red roofs from our kitchen in winter 07. Cigarette smoke drifting above our lunch.

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Where the boy buries his time. Mittwoch, September 01, 2010. Those were scenes in life. And now, of all times, some voice is telling me to forget. Holding a hand that was soft like dewed silk after a night. Grass growing tall during the June showers. Sunny scenes on the shore of Cap Ferret. Solitude in the woods. Strange red fruits in the Flora, Cologne. Toes floating on the water. Lingering warmth within while seeing red roofs from our kitchen in winter 07. Cigarette smoke drifting above our lunch.

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