Nothing, we are. - 03.04.2009 20:45

After a great sunny day, it's getting dark again. The sounds of the street are dying away and I know I am alone again.

A sense of imperfection is in the air. I know that I am by far not innocent nor beautiful.

But if I am not, what am I then? A question everyone asks.

It's a good question.

Maybe you are nothing.
Nothing at all.
And can you only be something to someone else.

Suta

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