1) Anastasia's Song - Holland (From Songs From The Women Of The L.O.M) Comments

On a beautiful afternoon I was walking through downtown Amsterdam; you'll usually find me on either the warmest or coolest day of the year sitting down in one of the coffee shops, usually on the main drag, having a cup of coffee and staring either at or into the people as they walk back and forth past the shop where I usually sit and have a seat closest to the window, watching as they sit on the trains and stare back, trying to get from one place to the next. They, even seeming just like myself as I usually sit there although with way too much to have to do at that very moment.

As I walked pass by her, I would have thought that she was a young American woman either heading to or just coming from the beach, for with long blonde hair tied behind head in a ponytail as if not to get wet, and a red, white and blue bathing suit on, smiling and seeming to be having a nice time. So I stopped to say hello and to talk to her. And I had felt glad when she had decided to indulge me in what I had sought, asking me the questions that I wanted to hear, making me feel like she had truly went out of her way to see me, to be there for me, even when no one else would be there. Somehow being that guardian angel that shows up after everyone else has walked away and not just to console, but to create fully that world that I thought had suddenly slipped away just when I had felt comfortable reaching out for it, a bastion to a freshly built wall between the new life that you have created to go forward, and the old one that you have tried to keep at bay.
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