lunedì 28 gennaio 2019

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"And maw, many maw moments av me time ere in Wales, lost now in that succession av unremembered an unrecawded instants which drugs generate as a defence against tha vast blankness ahead, not just av death but awlsow of the unknowable, unmapped future. Lost now.
A fawl back inta sleep again as the rain lashes on tha glass."

niall griffiths
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