It seems all these strangers know me.
Maybe this is only a dream...

These needs that I am chasing all my life
shackle me to myself...

If the future wasn’t you
I would be forever imprisoned in me...

Me and an ant looked
at each other, recognized...

Tranquillity
is to recognise...

Could you for wile cuddle this little bug,
this hug- less kitten in the cold...

Thus,
whispered an hourglass in my ears...

Don't stretch your arms
like the branches...

Black man sings:
Compering to the way you moving your booty...

She was nothing but
a reflection on the tea...

_why are the mockingbirds mocking us?
Is it something we said...

He brushed me off with his eyelashes and said,
"You are an idiot—you know nothing...