domingo, 2 de mayo de 2021

Facultad

 
Noémie Lvovsky. “Oublie-moi”. 1994

“… We grew a flower in the desert
We grew terrified
We were one, not one and the same
Something was lost somehow
And if you think you knew me then
You don't know me now…”

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