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Now there ws this thing about them that caused me at times to doubt them, or created conflict in my mind. Usually there was a he one, and there also was a she one, but somehow they came out differently. And one of them, when she was she, would smile and burn a hole in me; a hole that was too hard for me to hide. Once I had a dream bout her, in a filed, alone outside a tiny little cottage made of sticks. It was much to small to use it, so she bumped her head and bruised it trying to get through the tiny door. Afterwards, I went to tell her, but it was he I felt who nodded at my words indifferently. And of course when this would happen, there was still a she to tap up on my shoulder fromhe other side. But it wasn`t her who looked then, close perhaps, but like some bookend that had come misshapen from its mate. So I told myself there must be some way I can make them just be who I want to be with all the time, `cause it kept me at a distance, but my sensees kept insisting it was much more interesting inside. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- | Похожие исполнители:
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