Saturday, November 03, 2012
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- New York I am your eyes and from afar like a satel...
- I go to die and you to live and which goes to the ...
- Piet Mondrian, Trees in Blossom, 1912
- In astra pontus tollitur, caelum perit*
- Beware of spitting against the word*
- ἔρρωγα, πέπεικα λίθος*
- prima nocta, quaque nocta supine
- lonely house
- pulling out the right book
- come
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