Time amazes me. Things never stay the same, and how and instant seems to last for ever.
I want to travel to foreing cities… and capture all that moments. All those hidden places…
Paprica
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Lost Lake
I want to go back to that lake, where you’ve never been and make love to you
And my everythought.
I miss you more than I miss myself with you.
I’d name my daughter Paprika. Sound’s crunchy
I’ve no solid memories on my own. Just an island floating and flashing in the middle of the ocean, to a world that doesn’t exist.
As I look everything fade into nothingess. As if I could understand it.
Someday I’ll wish upon a star wake up…
Next to each other in the infinity of time
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