You want to hide, to escape, disappear entirely from the tired and does not mean that you are familiar. Friends become enemies and your world seems against it. Although the new identity to charm them melt into a pool of cold wax. No fear break your imagination. Sailing and visa as a positive surprise summer faded into a cold and stormy seas.
David Bowie - Yassassin
David Bowie - Fantastic Voyage
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