My hands upon yours,
upon you...
When kisses fade,
when love drifts into hibernation...
Which is more valid,
to be, or not to be...
We live in a painting of undefinable beauty
A star filled haze without definition. You run to...
The urge to tell stories,
to tell the story...
What if enemy
is in you telling you who...
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Thank you...
I believe in Paky people
They are also my brothers...
We
Repent of the...