in a folded paper,
very well expressed truth
closed in a wood house
fishing over ice
light tremors in the clear sky
strong winds underground
running over clouds
laying on sharp nails
think outside the box they say
as far as I know I do not want any extension of myself
I am sufficient, conventional as I am to myself and to the one I love
think outside the box they say
as far as I may, I do not want to buy
anymore
I
do
not
want
to
buy
any
more
Marco Bo

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