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About loss and attachment - knowing that it's time to give up but denying that you have too. Do I wait for the dawn or relent to the night? |
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I believe we're all stars waiting to burst into life - our spiritual life if you like. This is a metaphor for the desire and facsination for fame and our desire to find out where were from and where we're going. |
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A sad one about loss. It's the feeling of the light being to much for your eyes, of closing the door for a while, needing to be eclipsed in darkness. |
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