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miuky (3335) 2006-11-10 8:24

Hy Griet
I can find words for this, unless writing n entire novel...:)...It's amazing the composition and the rest, but let's leave the technical side...Its solitude, pure melancholy with some kind of need for purify the dust of the day, to dicharge the tension of it, to slow down, to take breath, after hours of keeping it inside, as screems, but there, where the nature screems by it's own, becomes like it made a favor to him, to screem out all the disappointments, anger, sense of beeing alone on this world instead of him...
He still has a friend, who's listening, talking to him, it does him laugh and becoming more than a support, to continue..., to go forward!
Great, don't stop doing it:)
Regards, M.