Men and women are prisoners of the time they live in, their writings and musics being their muffled screams heard by those of other times
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She peeped into her father's room and saw him bending over, his hand moving fast. The computer's screen saver came on, as her ...
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Lies my camera, Lie her lips, Lies the crowd, And all my friends, Lies she, the woman I know, Better than she knows herself, I know...
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