Wenn aus den Weltenweiten once called chaos you’ll hear: 'es medianoche...minuit', here are other black human clouds of a world alone again, et toute chose est un coeur vide that can t be off From the rain will pour down des floraisons d etoiles Sternen Blutezeit Y el canto will raise
Reading them is like traveling the world.
I'm on the road
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