First Day
In this moment I’ve woken up
Under a grey bridge in a white city
That I know is unknown to me.
The street littered with black cats
Because the storm is coming.
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In this moment I’ve woken up
Under a grey bridge in a white city
That I know is unknown to me.
The street littered with black cats
Because the storm is coming.
To step outside of it is no more possible than for a fish to walk on shore, and enter The Flintstones. There is no other world, besides the next rerun to carry your work to a successful conclusion. Or Step by Step to crown it all after a... Continue →