... I have seen a thousand fractures
I have seen everything ...
Welcome back melacholy...
Thanks for posting these fragments and writings. Reading them I had an imaginary trip, a sort of deja vu... For few seconds I daydreamt about living a sepia-toned life, smelling dead autumn leaves. It all happened, years and years ago... maybe, maybe... I looked into someone else's dream... hidden behind blinded eyes.
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