Houdini intenso , A Maskil
It’s so quiet I can hear a millipede shuffling on the ground. Wow, the wanderlust of creation! But it’s in the gray hours of the day, when everything else but machine and master are awake that one becomes most honest with themselves. I hate that I have thought of you more now than when you […]
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