dust
I thought nobody will inspire me ever, —
yet, you took me out of every bΓͺte noire.
Now, I don't head anymore in bad routes
for I rise without fading in hypersomnia
(of space and time), (of water and dust).
solitaire
the loyalty of an impeccable, known " l'grand solitaire ", it is a hobbyist of dreams that's revising its priorities, adopting passionately and yet furtively, a love's course ‧ it knows that fate will not be blamed for sloppy games of the ignorant folks who fail to adjudge that a schism it is just another way to spend time with the lovely one ‧ after all, a dream has dreams to remember… by and by
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