time I like to write no more. Writing as therapy will not work for me, not at this stage anyway. I do feel rather let my inner emptiness. Might result the fact one day texts or fragments that carry on me. Quite possible, however, that this blog, I totally take it when I come to the conclusion that this means everything only ballast. Or that I simply have to say anything new, but only because I am moving in the maze, unable to free myself from him.
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