Currently wandering in international waters: reading "A Child Is Not a Knife" by Goran Sonnevi, Swedish poet. Am under the influence. And drinking Russian Standard. Am enamored.
What makes you think it is possible to understand other people? Contemplation of nuances against words. Verbs cannot describe your actions, but adjectives describe your countenance; it's blue with a hint of deceit. I want to stop talking about it, but there was never anything to talk about to begin with.
There is something to be said about your brilliance. I will not say it anymore.
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