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just a little difference... just a few degrees colder and that's the difference between the insanity that reminds me the Killing Joke and the hypnotizing feeling when the snowflakes are around, so tiny, so fragile... dissapearing when they touch my hand knowing that none of them is like another, human being did someone say?... may be, may be.
there's nothing left for me but to keep going, a treason can come with a smile and while the word "my friend" comes out from someone's grinning mouth, a good advice could come from someone who never liked you or neither knew you... who knows, not me, i'm just riding on this highway called life, or should i say "skydiving"? each moment we pass gets us closer to the end, but noone knows how high they are before they jump and sometimes everything is too cloudy to even know if we're closer to the ground of if something else will hit us in the middle of our fall spoiling what "we could have done"///