3 AM:
admiring the stars,
listening to volleys,
feeling the pulse and trembling of glass..
'Feet feed by wolves'
It's not a dream, but a spoonful of awakeness.
veden fragmentteja, oceani di pietre
populisms
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..the Price has its' depth , my Darling Thou can't create a doubt. An apple or a core will stop the war? -
Chocolate dark - and stardust on linoleum. Would You care to decadance with me, Heart?
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