nebulous thoughts...

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Even when you're gone
I can still feel you
Your patience, loyalty Your love...ain't you tired of me?...











“Through the lack of attaching myself to words blips, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up; I forget them almost immediately.”
Jean-Paul Sartre 





(forgotten already...fickle...fickle me!...;- )








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