domingo, 19 de abril de 2009

And I had a sheep called Asuntion

What it was, it is no longer.
and what seems to be really real.
Now you notice it was'nt.

Nothing can be real during the filming.
Maybe if it continues after.
But not during.

When you're inside.
It seems to be too much time.
But there's not time enough.
To know somebody.

And this time i didn't let you-
Say anything.

And i told everybody
that what you were saying.
Was a lie.

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