My playground

Froides procédures lying on the floor / Unicum, fées vertes et songes rouges attendrissent les calvaires de faïence

Why can't I stop it ?

le vernis s'écaille sur la kératine anoxique et le chant de nos âmes vient fendre l'espace de vos larmes

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We are such stuff

As dreams are made on, and our little life

Is rounded with a sleep

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Levres blessées, ventres, verres et têtes vides

gorges nouées sous les dents cruelles

mes prisons, errantes, n'aspirent qu'à l'envol...

Et ne prétendent qu'à la transparence de l'oubli

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I wasted time, and now doth time waste me;

For now hath time made me his numbering clock:

My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar

Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,

Whereto my finger, like a dial's point,

Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.

Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is

Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart,

Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans

Show minutes, times, and hours

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