you see this is where the words fail to describe - this is where reality turns into a poem which no human can write - there is something about the way the darkness coats the grass - something about listening to the waves all night and the drizzling on the invisible leaves - finding a shelter in the lee that protects me from the rough ocean wind and the awareness of the steep cliffs threatening proximity - something about the whole world being asleep and the thrill of the danger that hangs in the air and emerges in car lights violently penetrating the smooth embrace of the dark
- the more words i use the more the image fades away
- at the same time i felt like nobody could really know me without knowing how this felt
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