Monday, October 24, 2005
I dreamt of crass for the first time with the right face. I mean the vision convinced me that it is her. She was in a table outside of a restaurant. Didn't see what's in the table for my eyes was on her. I bravely sat on the other side of the table. She must be reading or dining for she raised her head momentarily as if asking what am I doing there. She leaned towards me maybe to hear me. Quick but precise, I held her face with both of my hands and kissed her. And we talked.
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