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Saturday, 30 August 2008

3 sentences, a comma and a colon

Reality was traded in. All that seemed like a dream became part of the waking world, and all that was real turned into something less believable. Music took the foreground: it was the only thing that seemed complete enough to capture the feeling.

Posted by Pete at 17:15

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