Wood, or wood? and, perhaps, the tree of life? this landscape devoid of meaning, we will be able to fill ourselvesWood, or wood? And, perhaps, the tree of life? This landscape devoid of meaning, we will be able to fill ourselves
The white walls of a beautiful city on the seashore in the rays of sunsetThe white walls of a beautiful city on the seashore in the rays of sunset
The movement of hearts, the fall of particles, the surge of feelings- the best annotation of loveThe movement of hearts, the fall of particles, the surge of feelings- the best annotation of love
Two eggs examine the corpse of a fellow killed by humans and friedTwo eggs examine the corpse of a fellow killed by humans and fried