What is real? reality is a tiny little tissue that can easily fail in the air. What is truth at the end of the road any way? If not the way you look to things, and people and yourself. Who is more human being? Does animal have soul or not. Do we have one? When we can manipulate and become slvaes at the same time.
Frederico in reality is a dreamer and a slave of his own dreams. Every book he wrote, every book he brouth is just his own prison as he smiles and pretends he is a wise man, he just doesn't know that reality is tracking him down, hunting his soul like a woman ghost made of plastic.
Plastic feelings that's all he got.
Frederico in reality is a dreamer and a slave of his own dreams. Every book he wrote, every book he brouth is just his own prison as he smiles and pretends he is a wise man, he just doesn't know that reality is tracking him down, hunting his soul like a woman ghost made of plastic.
Plastic feelings that's all he got.
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