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When I found out that Love Lives in a Clock I turned behind me and saw the staircase on fire. My heart was upstairs. |
When I found out that Love Lives in a Clock I turned behind me and
saw the staircase on fire. My heart was upstairs. I ran with three
buckets of water to put off the fire. I took as many photographs as I
could of that orange light, with pencil I draw in a black sketchbook
the different ways to reinvent the concept of Time. Then I heard this
quiet voice shouting, "No quiero acabar de quererte". (Coming Soon)
