femme femme femme
singing songs coming from nowhere, for no-one to be heard, speaking about poems never bound to a specific time nor space, i walk around with the poetry and the sensibility i stole from it deep sewn in my skin, looking at the sky not with blue eyes anymore but with the soul of the words, the song of the tongue.
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