"The critic is who can translate into another manner
or a new material his impression of beautiful things.

The highest, as the lowest, form of criticism is a mode of
autobiography".
WILDE, Oscar.

dimarts, 13 de març del 2012

Deeper

Walking in random circles,
shadows and peppermint.
Like staring at the mirror
of a breaking soul.
In the other side,
euphoria is waiting
for you. Restless,
incomprehensible.
There time is chilling.
You just need staring
deeper.

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