O dear there is music in my ears
I swear...
Between the tangles of all the floggings
skies...
Fire!
the collapse of the matter...
To balance is a
feather in the heart of the...
What a hug-less night!
what infectious cruelty...
In the confluence
of two opposite successions...
Snowman, melting frost
Time is the perfection lost...
The landscape is as large as a leaf.
Life is as darling...
It was only for a few moments
but they were infinite...
Our death is intended
Unless we prove otherwise...
Our death is intended
unless we prove otherwise...
Is it about my bookshelf
or is it about the depth behind all those books on...