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June 08, 2005


Golda b.

it feels like somebody else's life almost, when you tell it like that. some young unburdened couple who travel the big wide friendly world, light as birds. Or am I projecting again?


Yes, we were young and restless, once. During that period of my life I felt detached from myself. It was as if I was living in a dream. I observed myself from the outside. Interesting, how you were able to decipher that.

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