And flee
I'm sorry.
To the city side.
Lock the door to the cabin.
Fear and sorrow make it difficult for you to swallow the swelling of stomach fluids.
One breath at a time.
One out, one out.
Fear and grief hold firm.
In the wake of the cello and the train
It's hot.
# The limbs are moving #
And suddenly you feel filled
You know what happens after that.
The eyes are crucified in a forward-looking angle
Tore your eyelids, blurry your eyes.
The skin starts to pump.
You open the door.
The steel water pours into all space like a sunset.
Put it in your ear, nostrils
It's your last pleasure.
Pofilia.
I'm an actress.
Here's a full rehearsal.
I'm not sure if it's true.
It's not like I'm going to bet on my own.
Use the bottom line and perversity as weapons.
I need one.
Paranoid, despicable, romantic.
Yes.
Shit! Wild dogs! Bastards!
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He can quietly measure the world and record the habits of every human being.
It's not like it's a bad idea.
He longed for love, because he was loved, and his heart knew it, and his heart did not declare it, and his heart took pictures of it, and he sought to seize it.
And he will perform himself with the primacy of desire.
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This is a gamble.
You dare come?