viernes, 7 de septiembre de 2018

Blur

I don't know why but sometimes I get the feeling that what I'm living is a blur: I can't tell if it's really happening or if I'm dreaming it.

I get to experience what surrounds me in a way so intense, that it almost feels heavy.

As if you can touch it but when you try, you notice you can't.

It's there but it's faded.

It has only stayed in your memory.

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