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￭ Epistle of a millennial
Texts: Personals Thoughts
Love doesn't die, it remains thirsty
1st of April 4th, 1984..
Stealing the time
Economic harship is exposed
Endtimes of dying...
Word of Art
A God Made of Cloth
The *NHS Song
Post-non-apocalyptic, psychoanalyric therapy session....
Social thought 1
Bagpuss never cries
I am numb at hot commercials
three days of snow.... and silence
Ill wait for the narcissus to bloom
no hope.not now.never.
1 2 1
In who or what to trust?
An old child
blackjack (white) simulator
Moon day, horseback chills of dread.
To die is to know that you are alive
Destruction of magnetism inside
A true heart these days is hard to find
live.from the funeral of hope
When white doesn't fit
inner wings (1)
Personal thoughts VII
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Personals A different kind of reality - by Claudiu GURGUTA
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