Since the kiss in the mountains, time is guided on the golden summer of her hands and the ivy swerves. Text by René Char Read More
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Since the kiss in the mountains, time is guided on the golden summer of her hands and the ivy swerves. Text by René Char Read More
THE ONLY PEOPLE FOR ME ARE THE MAD ONES, THE ONES WHO ARE MAD TO LIVE, MAD TO TALK, MAD TO BE SAVED, DESIROUS OF... Read More
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