Ombre qui se détache des arbres

good is the God time

well it’s God’s time

anythinks…,

oxymoron ?

Trin Bat Palin Mater

i am the man without socks

who greets you and

i don’t really like the sun the flowers the azure the gates

damn, what i doing very good here !

Trin Bat Palin Mater

zouuu that i’m joking !

i am the man who drinks water still below

i have a lump in my stomach

hey, feminists settle down where they leave me tiny

what is my roof pretty girls are did

Trin Bat Palin Mater

i understand anything about culture ?

to poetry ?


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