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Whatever comes over as desire, only briefly sticks to my experience how relative it is I can live, I am free from deficiencies, I do not suffer from pain, passion or troubles not from the chaos of love or ambition, I don't wait to see what I get thrown I am too good for that my friends tell me too I follow my interests and that's not the way of motherhood and high expectations but that of the beauty of you name it in which I am silently absorbed One thought without thinking of anything else
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Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 3:59 AM UTC
I am free
Whatever comes over as desire, only briefly sticks to my experience how relative it is I can live, I am free from deficiencies, I do not suffer from pain, passion or troubles not from the chaos of love or ambition, I don't wait to see what I get thrown I am too good for that my friends tell me too I follow my interests and that's not the way of motherhood and high expectations but that of the beauty of you name it in which I am silently absorbed One thought without thinking of anything else
Collection “It takes a lot of tries to make a début”
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 3:59 AM UTC
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