The tips of the crystals
hurt '
soul when you shoot the eye on bright colors
each node and see that distort the pace with a domino effect
Faces then face
giving you new images as if the mirror was
seawater
slippery surface and do not hold onto a dream and vain
and wait for the new figure who whispered the word
plan
carrier is made of sounds and smells while
skin
opens every pore
and listens to the silence that has never
to kill the fly that will not become sickle
not be killed off for un'arsura
said that fire is always lit
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