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The Hidden

The Hidden

You blocked me out and turned away, hiding yourself from me. But I found you again. You weren’t hiding. You were protecting me from you. I don’t need to be protected. (Sie blockiert mich und drehte sich weg, versteckten dich selbst vor mir. Aber ich fand...

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The Here

The Here

You are already dead in my time. But you are still here. You are the whispering wind that sends goose bumps down my spine and the sensation of water as my foot breaks the surface. You are a lover's fingers on my cheek and a drunkard’s elbow in a crowded...

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The Point

When you're at that point, when you feel it's all pointless... It's not. The trick is to just keep doing it, that's how you succeed in the end. It's the secret to life, do anything often enough, and for long enough, and you get good at it. So keep on....

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The Reality

The Reality

Other people will suck the reality off you sometimes, make you suddenly self conscious of who and what you are. And there's nothing wrong with that. Let the feeling wash over you, accept it, and move on past it. You seemed really concerned about this...

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The Stairs

The Stairs

Hey, listen, that one time when we were down by the stairs, and you were sad and drunk because of your mom, I really thought we should’ve talked about it more. I could see something was bugging you, and you wanted to scream it to the world but you couldn’t,...

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The Color

The Color

You think I don't feel that awkwardness when my race stands next to yours. You're not the only one who's uncomfortable. I'm sorry I wasn't the same colour as you. I'm sorry you weren't the same colour as me. It's all works out in the end though. We get...

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The First Sip

The First Sip

I always wanted you. Even when I had you. I could drink from you forever and never be any less thirsty than I was that first day. The day I realised how parched I'd always been.

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The Static

The Static

I know how you felt about me. I knew all along. You'd break up a little, become a little more static, whenever you spoke to me and you were always trying to figure out ways to be near me. It was obvious. I'm sorry I didn't return your feelings, I was...

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