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When waking up from my sleeplessness I am tired of the task to create a new past anyhow grafted onto who I have been with a family and a mother who knew me to create a second life under a sun bright enough to warm me and bleach the shadows
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Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 2:00 AM UTC
A new past
When waking up from my sleeplessness I am tired of the task to create a new past anyhow grafted onto who I have been with a family and a mother who knew me to create a second life under a sun bright enough to warm me and bleach the shadows
Film "Trois couleurs: Bleu" - Liberté ("Three Colours: Blue" - Liberty, 1993, Krzysztof Kieslowski) Collection "New Ago"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 2:00 AM UTC
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