no,
nothing at all
I know it was all illusion
of paths worn shoes
the 518 passes as fire
looking at nothing
the hairdresser plays his flute
night following the hurricane rhythm
blowing on rye
llevada del castellano al ingles para ponerle musica algun dia
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