5.34am or 7.34am or even 12.34pm it matters not but I know either both of my time cannot speak to you like they used to. There is always something significant in the air, my dawn a & & your dusk or the other way around. I am starting to let myself go, I let myself seeping through the very hands you once held so tight & said "we could always belong"/ but you left, so (...), me too-- Dolly Dolly, 21.11.2018