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This is the day where I was calle… My writings unbearable for some in… Well one may say better stridulous… Writing is an extension of humanki… Nobody is owner to pages, critics,…
Two roads in a Yellow wood, I have never decided, as I should Many roads as a man drive by Nothing palpable staying behind. Too many nights with a rat in my s…
Creative spirit, poetic spirit, cr… How come? Why do we put soul and spirit ever… Afraid of the dark, Say, you assumed atheists
The Northwest wind coming from Pa… Turned the wings flight unstable So the eagle missed the little goa… That nanosecond that keeps all uns… The world a chaos inside a red fal…
It’s about a life no one had never… About perspective a lot, forget a… Subject to extended statistical an… A potent tool, crystalline in inte… Power to deal with some demented
Reading about the Bloomsbury grou… Considering the great admiration… Sensing some kind of liaison to K… Their meetings, other participants… The Four Quartets repeatedly hear…
I always had colours, stripes all… Pigmentation of future human gray… A mouthful of meat, fruit of cold… Despair of the weak, I had it fro… I always looked up to the midday s…
Suck me long, suck me deep, intele… Why don’t I know if I am not dupl… Wit lost after the fear, erasing i… By you great mother fuckers, throw… By you great pdagogues of adults
Não sei solidworks, não sei mecano… E todavia assim e aqui o prego, Uma oração, uma canção, não sei P… Ignoro Gymp, After Effects, pouq… O que sabia era escrita e agora nã…
As the memory is the faculty of fo… But not all in all, the last remai… I say it is subjectively occurring When your doubts about yourself ar… As certitude has sadly ended
Cada dia que vivo no es querido No sé solidworks, no sé mecano, ni… Y aún así y aquí el clavo Una oración, una canción, no sé P… Ignoro a Gymp, After Effects, pe…
Recurrent idea, pan-sexuality, That nightlong stole her male That nightlong stole his female That nightlong stole our above all… And we, persisting in a cold slumb…
Sorry to enter your beautiful, coh… Das Wort ist das Lebens des Sein… Well, Martin, only in part, the b… Feelings not translated to languag… Or whatever gets a knot in your st…
Write when sad or angry, say, if y… After falling back to listen to D… I confess a choice of empathy abou… At this age, a voice from the fift… As a naturally promiscuous but fai…