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By little soldier Date: 2007 Mar 09 Comment on this Work [[2007.03.09.12.39.30394]] |
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Behind closed doors masks not worn the truth is a wind reminding them that truly, no one is alone. She loves him and equally he loves her, but to the world they are born opposites, and destined to remain apart, in the romantic fantasy of the common clap and roar of tragedy shows made up living role play. They are together everyday, behind the curtains, with the wind that carries sounds words melodies sighs discussions debates romantic kisses are mostly fake -- to you, to them, to the bored public waiting for a grand illusion to appear like magic, on the big screen, big seller, hot seats, great scene. But truly, they hold each other tightly every night, lovers often feel the pause from the heart, sharing each bed with a third because they are never apart. |