To no longer embrace the unknown.
Less to believe in,
the more I have to remain in silence.
The more I have to understand that life-
is as intimate as this afternoons
strange encounter.
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- THROWING MYSELF BEYOND.
- FLUSHED WITH THE GOLD OF DAWN.
- ROOM IN THE PAST.
- RED LIGHT DISTRICT.
- WHILE SPEAKING TO HER.
- SECRET SENSE.
- COCOON.
- ANOTHER WOMAN.
- s o c l o se.
- LOOSING WITH HER HANDS.
- PASSING THE NOTEBOOK IN BED.
- WALKING BECAUSE ITS PURE OUTSIDE.
- SPEAKING TO THE WALL.
- REGARDLESS OF WHAT SHE SAYS.
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