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And around… Around me the dead. Dead assassins of my mind, hanging on the walls by pins, trying to destroy my future – even the sound, once I loved so, is killing me. Nothing reminds me of the past anymore, as much as my mind itself: a dim picture in the coldness of time. Ìåßïí ÷ñüíïò Êáé ôñéãýñù... ôñéãýñù ìïõ íåêñïß, íåêñïß äïëïöüíïé ôçò óêÝøçò ìïõ, êñåìáóìÝíïé óôïõò ôïß÷ïõò ìå êáñößôóåò, ðñïóðáèïýí íá ãêñåìßóïõí ôï ìÝëëïí ìïõ. Áêüìá êé ï Þ÷ïò, ðïõ ôüóï, êÜðïô’, áãáðïýóá, ìå óêïôþíåé. Ôßðïôá ðéá äå ìïõ èõìßæåé ôï ðáñåëèüí, üóï ç óêÝøç ìïõ ç ßäéá: åéêüíá èáìðÞ óôç êñõÜäá ôïõ ÷ñüíïõ. http://www.btinternet.com/~kostas.hrisos Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 09 2002 07:21 PM PST 0 • 10

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