Lethal mix
of blood ties? before...
Becoming wise to
your faults. I will not wear...
You have kept the
script? to age in dark...
I did not mean to hurt.
Do not try to flute...
Coming to an end the
consecration. The land will...
Out of ambit? you resume
the surfing again? on...
A freak hailstorm of
proposition, makes you...
How many light years you?
have, when I walk...
I do not remain happy
with noises of wisdom...
Red horizon?
had bite-marks...
Shedding the knowledge
I was aware of emptiness...
After the blast, the
morning gets wise, and...