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2006.02.13 19:59:51

Hello, it's late

Coming back from this not-so-beatiful reality, still He spotted no difference. No, none at all. "Where's this miricle ride, colourful game?", kept he asking, and the snow slowly flurring his face wasn't bringing any answers. Merry, merry, but only his yawns, as the boringness of this stableness, constantly kept bringin them out of his mouth, had any fun at finding new surrounding. Merry, merry, as his eyes only were, when finding out that the sleep is in near. So near. Closer than anything else. The neverending sleep.

Good night, he said. And the snow kept flurring. Him whole..

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