...The poem you wrote is beautiful. Is it about you and me? And why don't we talk
about love? i don't know; it's a good question. i think i may be afraid of love.
i know i'm afraid of commitment, like, somehow it will rob me of my dreams. and
intimacy, i want it, but it is also frightening. shall we talk? strange thing,
this life, but good. i am thankful for the daily gift of life. remember with the
good comes the bad; don't forget in the dark what you've seen in the light.

write me soon. i love you.

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How far was it? May be it was just a dream...It was just a dream.
How are you now? And where are you? I am so tired ask myself about it, I can't find the right answer. I want to create a new life...I am going to built.