...I had a poem in my mind with a very precise final stop. she then crossed past by me and it all turned into comas, and comas, and comas,
defying poetic norms
tranced by Raffaella Ciavatta Labels: love, relationship at Friday, December 03, 2010
...I had a poem in my mind with a very precise final stop. she then crossed past by me and it all turned into comas, and comas, and comas,
tranced by Raffaella Ciavatta Labels: love, relationship at Friday, December 03, 2010
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