gubster's Diaryland Diary

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i am not a swan

'Who now has no house, will not build one (anymore).
Who now is alone, will remain so for long,
will wake, and read, and write long letters
and back and forth on the boulevards
will restlessly wander, while the leaves blow'.

Autumn is a time to cycle through carpets of red leaves, to sit in old warm cafes and watch the leaves tumbling down, to sleep in late and have hot chocolates for breakfast, to watch movies and find new music to observe the slow pace of life wandering slowly by� �..I am not a swan.

1:01 a.m. - 2007-10-16

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