...little by little...

There there... I was thinking about you and your next fake plastic tree.. Lucky for me it kept me high and dry,  when I was climbing up the walls and wanting to disappear completely. Now everything is falling in it's right place and I feel fitter and happier again. I might be wrong, but 2+2=5.... even if it is spoken by the most gigantic lying mouth of all times. All I need is to give up the gost and little by little I will bloom again, knowing that true love waits.

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