memories...
"I was standing in kinetic field, wearing blue tights and a white and rainbow top. I had white flowers in my hair. in the middle of kaskade or groove armada. there was some space in front of me and the next row of people, and you came out of the crowd. we immediately made eye contact and I felt a really intense connection with you. you understood, and you came over to me and kissed me on the cheek, then disappeared back into the crowd. I wish I had asked you your name..."
"I was standing in kinetic field, wearing blue tights and a white and rainbow top. I had white flowers in my hair. in the middle of kaskade or groove armada. there was some space in front of me and the next row of people, and you came out of the crowd. we immediately made eye contact and I felt a really intense connection with you. you understood, and you came over to me and kissed me on the cheek, then disappeared back into the crowd. I wish I had asked you your name..."
all which isn't singing is mere talking
and all talking's talking to oneself
...
all is merely talk which isn't singing
and all talking's to oneself alone
but the very song of(as mountains
feel and lovers)singing is silence
-e e cummings
We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot's in the door.
and all talking's talking to oneself
...
all is merely talk which isn't singing
and all talking's to oneself alone
but the very song of(as mountains
feel and lovers)singing is silence
-e e cummings
We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot's in the door.
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