Showing posts with label 2096. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2096. Show all posts
ON 26TH AUGUST, I SAT THERE AND WEPT.
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| On 26th August, I sat in a café in Warsaw and thought of you and wept. The magic and power of the conceptual and "absolute" time and space will remain a mystery. |
the dream is true, the plan is a dream-centered mess.
and sometimes when I can't build a logic out of a chaos, it makes me angry.
in middle of a daydream or in middle of writing a poem
in middle of a daydream
or in middle of writing a poem
or I am just feeling lost..
or in middle of writing a poem
or I am just feeling lost..
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