"I want you to get into the deep beautiful melancholy of everything that's happened."
Can't
say words.
Atonishing lives crossed.
Breakfast
Ready, set.
Inspire, go. Go.
Not
poetry. Uncanny
words, fancied life. . .
Primetime,
is body.
Photographs mesmerizing truth.
So,
what if
we kiss each
Other,
Others, otherness.
Kiss me X3.
Aún
buscandole lunares
a la luna.
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