once more, herr autobahn, on the treadmill
of petty emotions -
you'd think that 6 weeks would have been
enough to somehow escape and never return -
to somehow become lost in
a forest, if one were to stumble into one,
proper;
what a promising thought:
to find enough cleavage of a shrinking
wilderness and hide in it...
......
once more, herr autobahn, on the treadmill
of petty emotions -
you'd think that 6 weeks would have been
enough to somehow escape and never return -
to somehow become lost in
a forest, if one were to stumble into one,
proper;
what a promising thought:
to find enough cleavage of a shrinking
wilderness and hide in it...
......