Chaos
The moment you don’t realise has begun, your chaos.
We are people of a city that smells perfume and exhaust that don’t see each other. We have become afraid of communicating, talking, sharing, trusting, lending a hand.
We have become a coward.
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Chaos
We are people of a city that smells perfume and exhaust that don’t see each other. We have become afraid of communicating, talking, sharing, trusting, lending a hand.
We have become a coward.
Chaos
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