distance begins when the first thing passes you by.
with every other fling the distance rises and so does the sharpness of sight. you see the picture and the frame. you see the wall and the very first brush movements. you see the shadow of the hands.
you see all the time although the world we're living in is trying to convince you it's the other way round. with all the pictures, tasks, ambitions, desires, futures, opportunities.
while the only one is the chance of life. the chance of step. of touch. the possibility of voice. of a blink.
you see all the time although the world we're living in is trying to convince you it's the other way round. with all the pictures, tasks, ambitions, desires, futures, opportunities.
while the only one is the chance of life. the chance of step. of touch. the possibility of voice. of a blink.
how many times you've shaken hands?
how many times you've remebered it?
how many times you've remebered it?
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