Roads in Japan VIII
Our straight line runs in the middle of the black
As we pass through silent cities...
Like ghosts.
Maybe we are wrong
But who will ever be the hero of the righteous?
Roads in Japan VIII
Our straight line runs in the middle of the black
As we pass through silent cities...
Like ghosts.
Maybe we are wrong
But who will ever be the hero of the righteous?
lucy franco 25/03/2023 12:56
Un non - luogo ingresso di un altrove da esplorare