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Dec 2014
The more real you get the more unreal the world gets.

I am a violent man who has learned not to be violent and regrets his violence.

We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is practiced in broad daylight.

When you're drowning you don't think, I would be incredibly pleased if someone would notice I'm drowning and come and rescue me. You just scream.

I can't wake you up. You can wake you up. I can't cure you. You can cure you.

When I cannot sing my heart, I can only speak my mind.

It matters not who you love, where you love, why you love, when you love or how you love, it matters only that you love.

I am he as you are he and you are me and we are all together.
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