"At home he feels like a tourist
At home he feels like a tourist
He fills his head with culture
He gives himself an ulcer..."We Live as We Dream, Alone
"Everybody is in too many pieces
No-man's-land surrounds our desires
To crack the shell we mix with others
Some lie in the arms of lovers..."A Man With a Good Car
"A piece of my heart cries out loudly
For the funeral of innocence
To tell the truth, this elaborate story
Of goodness not so plausible..."|
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