I want to stay out a while. No involvement in this unreal life ink-oh, sorry, have I told you that this call "real life" is becoming less and less real and, instead, that loss is the only unreality I can feel sure in the distance? - stop being seen in public shouting that all the boys and ten miles are beautiful, but believe in the beauty, start a different conversation (one of those who dance alone, those yours and mine), no one has anything to reproach myself unless I know I deserve this reproach.
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