Scenes of crimes

These people, too, wanted to get away from them, and so did I. One wants to see oneself unmarked, belong to oneself, inhabit oneself.

I see where my unquiet comes from. Rushing about like a rabbit, looking for cover. If I arrange things such to have pleasant days with ego in them, then I can think clearly. It is magic. It is simple, but it became hard to do for a long time.

Mantener la calma y desenredar texto, as it is said.



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