Even though I know now that
the great icebergs in the Arctic collide in pairs
, they also seem to fall in love with
this ancient way of being human, and I was still there
after that winter, waiting for Sisyphus to keep repeating himself that his icebergs would never come back I imagine you're wearing thick clothes and you're hesitating when you're not wearing clothes , then format everything and concentrate on the specific shape of your wrists and ankles . I love the ordinary life you have and a pair of wings that are pure and innocent enough
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