Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus

De Nihilo, Nihilum

30 jul 2010

5 - Five

There's time that inferes and doubts about its holy prohibitions that don't disturb time as the broken link of kindness.
Worried, I knelt and nodded my head, kissing the ground that carried me, in the style of Harry Houdini.
There are no ears that receive the cries of help because everything in here is deaf.

Therefore, nothing will be heard.

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