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there are sunken cities off the pacific ocean. places we never heard of, people we will never come to know. an entire island, swallowed into depths of darkness; stuck in time forever like a broken clock with only one face for the world. if she were an island, she would have been atlantis. her life a compilation of fiction and hypothesis. archaeologist have searched, many in vain, for civilisation, for prevailing proof of her existence. like any of this all would matter. because believe me when i say that i have spent four years submerged in the atlantic ocean and the only thing i found is that there is no greater distance than loving figments of her ghostly shadow.
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 7:52 AM UTC
write about the day your friend died:
there are sunken cities off the pacific ocean. places we never heard of, people we will never come to know. an entire island, swallowed into depths of darkness; stuck in time forever like a broken clock with only one face for the world. if she were an island, she would have been atlantis. her life a compilation of fiction and hypothesis. archaeologist have searched, many in vain, for civilisation, for prevailing proof of her existence. like any of this all would matter. because believe me when i say that i have spent four years submerged in the atlantic ocean and the only thing i found is that there is no greater distance than loving figments of her ghostly shadow.
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Oct 2, 2014 at 7:52 AM UTC
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