cuvinte ajunga sa ne amareasca arareori. insa ce am mai fii fara aceste umbre trainice pierdute pe-o strada unde ramele cad.
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" Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out
This machine will, will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form a circle Before we all go under And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out again
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this is a gorgeous, almost abstract piece. it's funny how the most normal things placed in the right way can be magical keep taking photos, you're talented!
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