- Why have you lost your senses on line?!
- Where´s your food for thoughts?!
The tree´s hugg me closely to my heart and i surround myself to vanity.
- Give me the purest form of infinite wisdom.
- Lost on a bottle; i collide myself into empty spaces.
- Vicious girl of lime; give me what was mine.
On two trees of thought; i´ve tired to find refuge all over the palce; but only found fire walking with me.
- CARRY THE LOGS.
- GIVE ME THE LIME...
(Text : Manuel Espirito Santo)
(Image: Rodrigo de Oliveira)
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