Parading

let the maps

What seems to you

Dante’s limbo is the best circle of Hell, all those unbaptized babies and old philosophers to snuggle

We find out the heart only by dismantling what

is coming back, my soul in reckless feathers.

There was a time

Released, she seems for a moment as if

Distrust everything if you have to.

There are good things in this world.

and many colors dropped out.