Flickr Friday
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- Caroline Kurze
There is always a reason to leave – I’m leaving (very quickly, even though I don’t know where to go, and I don’t know where to put myself). I’m leaving, although I don’t even want to leave. I’m leaving, as you were not coming (aha). Not coming means leaving, in this case, at this hour, at this day in april (which perhaps wanted to be a day in march). When I turned around you’re stenciled on the fictional horizon and my hair is flying in the wind.
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