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i cant see. can you? no, i cant see you. can you see me? i can clean my glasses, i can wipe my eyes, remove the grit from them. images do not make sense. wait, i see a light. i hear, your voice, i think. never realised how good it sounds. i shouldnt have looked so closely. the colour of your beard. the texture of your hair. the curve of your shoulders, when you bend over me. i shouldnt have recognised your smell. i shouldnt have tangled my fingers in yours. reset. a little clearer now. maybe. the static will clear in time. solder closed those circuits. make a continious loop. i will be self-contained. unplug me for now. i dont know how to.
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Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 12:21 AM UTC
the merry man act 3
i cant see. can you? no, i cant see you. can you see me? i can clean my glasses, i can wipe my eyes, remove the grit from them. images do not make sense. wait, i see a light. i hear, your voice, i think. never realised how good it sounds. i shouldnt have looked so closely. the colour of your beard. the texture of your hair. the curve of your shoulders, when you bend over me. i shouldnt have recognised your smell. i shouldnt have tangled my fingers in yours. reset. a little clearer now. maybe. the static will clear in time. solder closed those circuits. make a continious loop. i will be self-contained. unplug me for now. i dont know how to.
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adele-horn
South African
Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 12:21 AM UTC
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