Why ever should a just man suffocate
in the ocean of such unjust...

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All these roads are as the result of lashes
on the body of the Christ...

I am the survivor
of the ultimate attack...

In the middle of night I called her.
In the middle of the nightmare of daylight l...

I learned your name from the crystalline ghosts
when moon was germinating your reflection on the...

In the middle of the night, I screamed her name.
In the middle of the nightmare...

I was all the desolations one could ever have,
all the distance of loneliness...

If you hurt me, I flee away
behind the volcanos of despair...

Why
when we grow fangs...

It was in the black and white of his magic
that all my childhood turned into colours...

Orson Welles,
a man...