is a breath to calm movements in windows
Estoccolmo
The light wind back when
few lonely men sow their names on the sidewalks
most beautiful women
depart to the roar of distant traffic
The moment develops as time
Rumour Some
raised on this side of the rain
That
steel end without ever reaching
When Twilight of the
human patios that goes off in shades unknown
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