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The very second we wake from them, they can be so very, very far away; the harder we try to hold, the cruelly quicker seems their escape... The gulf left, so unbridgeable, so enormous, so peculiar, when only so brief a moment ago it was so close, so familiar, so a part of us. Can a man truly love a woman and a place exactly as much at just the very same time? Trying to find an answer to that question is like trying to remember a dream upon waking... Though I've discovered there is just enough room in this one man's chest for at least eight broken hearts. *
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3d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 2:33 AM UTC
Dreams
The very second we wake from them, they can be so very, very far away; the harder we try to hold, the cruelly quicker seems their escape... The gulf left, so unbridgeable, so enormous, so peculiar, when only so brief a moment ago it was so close, so familiar, so a part of us. Can a man truly love a woman and a place exactly as much at just the very same time? Trying to find an answer to that question is like trying to remember a dream upon waking... Though I've discovered there is just enough room in this one man's chest for at least eight broken hearts. *
Kapitan Mariya Reichert (Dec.) - Just Can't Get Enough (Depeche Mode) https://tinyurl.com/DlaJasonJustCantGetEnough
Awakening
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Jun 1, 2026 at 2:33 AM UTC
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