Even if I wrote all over the walls, you'd know not to be understood completely. Even if I understood, your fate is not shared at all. And even if your fate is shared, only you feel what you feel. You're doing much, but this is not so much a fuck around and seem to understand and not understand at the same time. Have you tried to say the absurd that even between the words has a sound, but to what end? Who are these people watching?
Anna Segre
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