"I like to live always at the beginnings of life, not at their end...It amazed me that you felt that each time you write a story you gave away one of your dreams and you felt the poorer for it. But then you have not thought that this dream is planted in others, others begin to live it too, it is shared, it is the beginning of friendship and love."
May 13, 2010
Know Not
Perhaps not, perhaps now maybe, small ties of time swallowing, slow words come and go just as time unfolding its last embrace before the sun before the blink eyes shut.
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