This white band around the eye, what then? Why your eyes you it suddenly becomes iridescent? And you say that the colors? These colors
improbable ... must simply guess these bits of night that dissolve in the problems to be resolved. Solve. Solve. It solves nothing, you get older, we walk to the degrees to fire nails. We caress the mirrors, there arise, we look babble ... We love without knowing why.
To love is to tear the heart, to love one must first make a large wound
... And I think these arms that welcome me to this disturbing skin to alchemy, I think must quote from memory and skin ...
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