Saetia Roquentin Letras:
"we've fallen on days," leigh said. all
hands, blurred Motion. those praying hands. the
tragic famine of Words unsaid, hours misspent.
it's all flash, after All. the photographic
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momentary work of our senses Viewing, tasting,
living to deny the bittersweet Desire of whispers
written across days of days' lament ... the
silence we offer, never to recompense the
Experiences we've borrowed.
Letras: Roquentin Saetia [final]