To compare the mother sea against a bubble and against all of her foam. To even talk about the sand and ice of the dark seas of nebulae. To confess the curative effects of beer on my feelings about my reasons to be. If there is one, and about my performance or my lack of. To tell my love I’m still in love and always will be, normal interruptions in between. This blog is for
miércoles, 18 de octubre de 2017
Another bird
Another bird
Good morning city
Crowded electric wire
I'm another bird
To Elia and Edgar
Li Tao Po
VABM Oct/18/2017
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