Searching for silence in things. Lying down on a cool morning road feeling the city waking up. Few hours from now this place will be hopelessly crowded, with this hours quietness hiding somewhere behind ancient …
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Withering under words you told me: Comfort in the great machine.
Searching for silence in things. Lying down on a cool morning road feeling the city waking up. Few hours from now this place will be hopelessly crowded, with this hours quietness hiding somewhere behind ancient …
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