broken heart, weeping, to the future
just to narrate the complex world in his heart
completely. reason. lust. Despair
Duras she has always been free.
Her text is a lonely flower, quietly and eerily blooming,
a narcissistic little Japanese man ,
a charming French woman in
love, an instant
monologue, a black and white dialogue
, and a montage technique
illusion that is jumping
and staying?
Do not.
I will remember you.
I will forget you, I know, just like forgetting the memory of the past.
Jane 07.7.27 Friday is a good day. Eternal memory.
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