Without control
growing,replicated,inspired
by a thousand figures…
cannot be more simple,so try…
Taste the sky..
Observe, taste,create!
Creating sequencences
that flows through the
mind,hypothetical soul perseverance
Something that is gone beyond the wild
Frozen soul,you cannot chase
You got the full without the ace…
Change us. . .
beat us
Creating sequencences
that flows through the
mind,hypothetical soul perseverance
Something that is gone beyond the wild
Frozen soul,you cannot chase
You got the full without the ace…
I am searching again
For a different view
Another dimension
Is not me the one who said
Be ready for the end
Be ready for the end
Be ready for the end
Be ready for the end
Observe,taste,create…
It's hypothetical end!
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