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May 2017
Our command of feelings in this world is magnificent.
The ability to transform our darkness, our pain into
rear newfound beauty.
Pain is easy to express but to use our passion to express
the pain or joy of our little world is something which
surely exceeds the grey around.
We've seen a lot, stood between black and white and
maybe we are not able to tell if what we feel is
pleasure or pain.
Love, hate.
Bliss, abyss.
Heroes rise and legends are born to die...
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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