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Nov 04, 2024
Do I have a choice before knifing the page for a meaning, when I was drowned in a nostalgia?
Cinchona bark. This was my keyword for living bitterly under a tyrant inciting the riots of colors.
The digital death comes as a reward for insane truth. You turn the back on home and walk towards the sea –
to count the empty shells on beach. Here life completes a cycle from emptiness to emptiness. You are ready to go in void. *On the death of Steve Jobs.
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