dear infatuation,
you do not see me
die here beside you
in see through obscurity.
jets to brazil; starry configurations.
Monday, 22 August 2011
starry configurations.
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A blog about life and losing my mind; about the emotions that take us, the colours that catch us, the little things that are lost. We create the dark, and we can stem the shadow.
jets to brazil; starry configurations.
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