Black spring , give us your milk to stay longer, to scream longer.Читать далее
There is a formation for a figure language, refracting about an inflamed consciousness.Читать далее
Cage dance for pandemic April in full blossom. Ash field, black birch, I’ll collect tar from it. Coal to eat it, chalk to eat it. Look how many walls. remove all dust from them and make a wedding suit for your son from it, a ribbon for your sister from window dust, from the dust that lay on the candlestick, make yourself a flute.