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What do you do in the middle of the night? Don't touch the stars they can burn you. (it's a metaphor) See the moon is going down. If the darkness gets you you can't find your way... In the inside and on the outside the reflections are full of space dust and you can't understand if it is a truth or a lie A ship of dreams pier or ensign touches your wishes.. you want to cry but you can't... If love is as small as a human heart you just can not dare to have a bigger one Try to taste the loneliness too and you can feel its echo from the depth and you can not understand if it good or bad.. You are different in the inside and on the outside. Your "lesses" and "mores" will be mixed. One will fit into the skin of the other. If all these don't happen you won't be able to survive till morning.
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Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 5:30 AM UTC
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What do you do in the middle of the night? Don't touch the stars they can burn you. (it's a metaphor) See the moon is going down. If the darkness gets you you can't find your way... In the inside and on the outside the reflections are full of space dust and you can't understand if it is a truth or a lie A ship of dreams pier or ensign touches your wishes.. you want to cry but you can't... If love is as small as a human heart you just can not dare to have a bigger one Try to taste the loneliness too and you can feel its echo from the depth and you can not understand if it good or bad.. You are different in the inside and on the outside. Your "lesses" and "mores" will be mixed. One will fit into the skin of the other. If all these don't happen you won't be able to survive till morning.
kdugan
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Turkish
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 5:30 AM UTC
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