The Winds at the bay shore holds secrets
Like the pearl hiding in the shell
Like the clothing of a women hiding the unseen
As a house without residents and deserts without heat
The road gives you good and bad trips
From lower hood life to upper elite bourgeoise life
From Nebraska to bayshore boulevard and to Davis Island
You see everything and you see nothing
Like the night sky drowned deep into the dark blue sea
mostly philosophy
For everything notebooks / journal reviews
Affiliate Marketing Training
of a son
ПОЭТ КАФЕ: онлайн-проект Алексея Марковича (писатель, переводчик, режиссёр)
Everything that I want to paint with words 🎀
Digital products and reviews
Just a personal blog. I'm not trying to sell you anything.
- Verse Seventeen -
mostly philosophy
For everything notebooks / journal reviews
Affiliate Marketing Training
of a son
ПОЭТ КАФЕ: онлайн-проект Алексея Марковича (писатель, переводчик, режиссёр)
Everything that I want to paint with words 🎀
Digital products and reviews
Just a personal blog. I'm not trying to sell you anything.
- Verse Seventeen -
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