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Feb 2016
Past and future, like two films played in dubly salons.
None can watch both at the same time.
At some point we need to choose
which one we shall watch.

There are things in our lives we do not like to face at all
and as we hurry to hide them in a hutch called subconscious
its door open ferocious.

The fact we do not face them doesn't mean they do not exist
and when the door opens everything falls upon us.
Difficult to end something old but even more to start as new.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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