Seeing - immaterial. Touching with my eyes, omnipresent beauty, the pleasure from perception. Fear. Gently take care of the bubble, butterfly's wings, you cannot touch. Touch is the destiny, touch is the beginning of the end. The dream came true - the dream destroyed. The urge, the desire, the pleasure from the incompletness...
There are two types of tragedies in life. One is not getting what you want, the other is getting it.
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