Here, is everywhere.
But out there, here is out there...
Rather than guarding
his own life, unleashes the...
If you want to be her lover
you must worshiper the truth...
Little lamb munching
on the sunset lawn before...
Blackamoor singing
and his teeth brighten the room...
Life was fairytale
prior to my father’s death...
Dark hair
white teeth...
The magic...
of entertainment...................... .......of...
Poor little insect
finding his way back home in the maze of...
The mediocre truth:
There is no truth but...
To survive the night
the little bloom is to pick...
Humanity is
the experiences of...