Sometimes, you reach.
And when it happens, just enjoy :)
Here is the music.
And here are the words gathered:
we're living in the bodies.Italics are by Sibel Alaş.
perfect thoughts, resident in imperfect homes...
no sense.
distant bodies.
borders.
emptiness, between the borders.
non-matched patterns.
uneven lines.
simple transactions, creating complexity.
nights and days.
scattered and deprived.
deterritorialized.
rueful and sore.
non-haptic touches.
despoiled innocence.
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