Do you want me to write?
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Am I the one putting the Lab in danger?
Whose communication is not clear? Infinite Smile Read More »
promise valid until the end of my day..meanwhile I am holding you. Infinitely.
No more funny photos, I promise Read More »
‘We are the wanderers without destination/ The clouds which the wind blows away/ The flowers shaking in death’s coolness/Which wait until one mows them down.’ Georg Trakl