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Post by Daz on Aug 30, 2006 18:55:10 GMT
"China." I answer in short
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Post by Jacky on Aug 30, 2006 19:14:05 GMT
I think about that deeply. I know the country. I know where it is on the worldmap. I know what it looks like and how it sounds, and still I forgot ever getting here..
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Post by Daz on Aug 30, 2006 19:16:24 GMT
"... you... where.. " I have to think about the words in my head before I say them.. "where do you come from?"
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Post by Jacky on Aug 30, 2006 19:27:03 GMT
I give her a look.. and shrug my shoulders, barely noticable. "Can't remember"
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Post by Daz on Aug 30, 2006 19:28:57 GMT
Again I wait to decode the reply in my head.. "You can't remember much, can you?"
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Post by Jacky on Aug 30, 2006 19:35:05 GMT
"I.. I don't know." I mumble, pulling up my legs so I'm warmer. "I forgot." I make a vague handgesture "Everything"
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Post by Daz on Aug 30, 2006 19:38:44 GMT
"... I wish I could. Now.. I mean... I hate this god damn place... I wonder if ill ever see the light of day again.."
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Post by Jacky on Aug 30, 2006 19:41:33 GMT
"No." I reply, resting my forehead on my knees as I pulled my legs up. "You don't. Ever."
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Post by Daz on Aug 30, 2006 19:45:49 GMT
"... Maybe.. One day." I sigh and watch him hide away "Don't give up." I whipser, very quietly.
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Post by Jacky on Aug 30, 2006 19:52:59 GMT
I raise my head up a little so I can see her. My eyes meet hers. And I know that mine lack any fire of life in 'em, so I soon look away again. "It's always dark." I tell her, as if that's a reason to give up.
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