FINDING WARMTH AGAIN? (IT’S JUST COLD POETRY, BUT REALISTIC)
FINDING WARMTH AGAIN? (IT’S JUST COLD POETRY, BUT REALISTIC) by Francis Berti My bottle is empty, very empty and the next one is waiting for the same fate, it’s over there. The glass is me, the bottle is me. My… Leer más »FINDING WARMTH AGAIN? (IT’S JUST COLD POETRY, BUT REALISTIC)









