New World Calligraphy

There’s only a man, what happened.

Des reflets jamais je ne me lasserai

A seal from Underground wears a mask.


At this time a confused fox,

Domesticated by unthoughtful friends.

Let him die so many times.

Certaines arcanes dont on ne touche pas,

Face au métal l’arcade gonflée

Se rapprochant des dunes.

To the hungry food is waster, thrown in garbage.

Z near the eye.

Les ruines d’un temps d’avant



Dans l’absolu nous ne sommes rien et pourtants les sensations sont bien réelles

Is there another rat ?

Maquiller les cernes par le sommeil.

“L’heure est synonyme de gloire lorsqu’elle est à l’horizon.”

To all whom survived.

In ashes it remains,

But something else it became.

des millions cachent des milliards


garçon interstellaire

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