- I'm used to be on the road- she said.
- Just watch out for your own footprints, they mark the paths you've already walked. Remember to look at them, caress them, embrace them... but walk them again only if you must.
- I will. This was foretold.
Amazing deers swinging gracefully in the skies. My madonna. Nervewrecking idols of pompeyic beauty. Ashamed. Again.
Back and forth the fourth fork strickes my penduluum. No more. Again.
Sweet lord. Defying Godesses of nature back to life.
We shall never meet. Again.
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Thanks for taking the time to read this. This is supposed to be one compemented train of thought. My source of inspiration on this kind of writing is dada/surreal techniques.









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-Fredo
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we ain't got no place to go
so let's go to the punk rock show !!
I really liked "Teardrop" too.. it really stands out in the middle of your gallery -full of expressions- to just have a blank stare and (apparently) no emotion, althought he manipulation is not as smooth as in many of your other deviations.
Keep it up and keep 'em coming!
-Fredo
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