There were never any deaths on those
cold-hearted tiles, but there was a prominent...

It's a bit sad the way she reads books: greeting...

People
like us...

There are no trees or leaves
acoustically sounding...

Hercules, I've never seen you before but have...
many times when the sun in my veins was...

I've made these problems for myself, haven't I?
Sometimes I think those who smoke are beautiful...

North
is where...

There is someone my age, your age,
who has pushed forward the date...

She is looking, always looking.
In the strangest places, in the weakest...

Allow me to push you forward,
push me back...

I'm doubtful. I don't know what to write. I don't...
[What how when where why...

"Is it possible to fill holes
when you're done being...