fortuna labilis
MEMENTO:
”Pure literature is nothing but non-literature or the death itself” —Jacques Derrida
under the convergent sign
of lightning
in shortage of serotonin
the Word could have been my friend
but We answerto different names and fates
we always get
through…
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