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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Before the trenches


I think I have done my time.
Engaged, Enraged, Erased.

Now I am hungry for love.
Is this the last ditch? Is it the last?
Tell me that this is the last ditch!

Rain pouring down on a man walking by himself in Bagarmossen. In the green plastic bag he carried his companion for the day. His bottle.
Posted by Manne at 9:55 PM

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