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Pieces of a life, lived in a perfect precarious equilibrium between dreams and reality, desire and need. Between places and people where you left and found something of you.
Between a walk at 6 AM only to see a golden dawn after a night spent with your sweater on, that is always too long for me that seems a dress and with those sleeves that overstep the point of my fingers. Those same fingers that sketch...
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