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The dispossessed one... miércoles, 20 de abril de 2005
FATIGUE ...! I feel deep disappointment, a great weariness, Indifference why it surrounds to me, my soul freezes is congealed and it dies in this immense glacier of sadness and solitude that is my to feel ... It is cold... Much cold! there is no a warm space where to languish, where to close the eyes and to pretend to believe. My World gets dressed sadness, of terrible fatigue... * Ann Louise Interprets the TRISTANA paper... ^^**^^
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