11.13.2009

You know I'm feeling so generous today.
I love to play games.

Maybe it’s not interesting to you to be part of history.

That’s the way I was.

Running and book in the evening.

You’re not that guy anymore.

You always think you’re that guy,

molded by age.

Now people know.

Outside in the courtyard, looking for the moon.

We all gave up because we couldn’t find her.

Stop hiding, it’s just a game.


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