domingo, 2 de mayo de 2021


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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