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∈ BABY*S COMING ∋
† **doµ`T g'#i'v#e _Up:* †
† **__Dr+EAM_toy__* †
† **s_A_V_E* >tHe< *CAR* †
† **goT:+th_* e _Se * n_s E ?* †
† **_F* EGOIST* †
† **='im*+dying_* ♆
† **st:o:p_$:*T*alLk:in:g* †
† **I_w:A+S_:W:R:o:n:G* †
Waving becomes speed painting. Here. Now. No repititions. No return. Mistakes, internal freedom, improvise me! Birth and death of hundred lost, injured melodies found in my sonic-pop-galaxy. Past. Present. Romantic Futurist , I had pity on them and they had pity on me for 30 seconds, 1 minute, 3 hours, 1 day and then i let them die. I knew that they were not going to return and shovelled to them a grave in my ears. From time to time I visit this crypt. Memento, dairy of live, red, white, black chronicles…"
₪ WAVECRYPT ₪
₪ 2015 ₪