It Was Long Since I Had Longed

How Hideous Is The Semicolon.

We Spend Our Life, It's Ours, Trying To Bring Together In The Same Instant A Ray Of Sunshine And A Free Bench

Don’t Wait To Be Hunted To Hide, That Was Always My Motto.

Dear Incomprehension, It's Thanks To You I'll Be Myself, In The End.

I, Of Whom I Know Nothing, I Know My Eyes Are Open, Because Of The Tears That Pour From Them Unceasingly.