Muta

Muta: (agg. f.) che rimane senza suono o senza voce; (sost.) rinnovamento periodico della pelle, delle penne o di qualsiasi tegumento proprio dei rettili, degli uccelli, degli artropodi e di altri animali; (v. imperativo) cambiare, diventare diverso.

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Sto raggiungendo il limite. Il limite si avvicina sempre di più. Ho tanta paura, voglio solo non stare così male

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Stacy Kranitz

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Selektor Magazine

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"We are creatures that should not exist by natural law."

True Detective episode 1

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I can see your soul at the edges of your eyes. It’s corrosive, like acid. You got a demon, little man. There’s a shadow in you, son.

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True Detective opening credits (2014 )

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Iceland by Mr and Mrs Globetrot

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isbn vi adoro.

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Josephine Foster - Sacred Is the Star

meravigliosa lei e la canzone

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Ho 28 anni, giovedì mi laureo e non riesco a pensare ad altro che a quanto sarebbe bello viaggiare nello spazio e nel tempo col Dottore.

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Folk singers, not fashion bloggers! 

Alela Diane

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1964 | THE WOMAN IN THE DUNES | Hiroshi Teshigahara

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Akron/Family - There's so many colors

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Akron/Family - There's so many colors

There's so many colors without the dirty windows Shades of purple mainly, but clarity and sharpness too while The mountains slip through Herds of elk to return to the plains. Plainly sky shades blue endlessly Mountains they plane towards sky, endlessly Plains parallel sky, and illusory appear to meet Illusory at points horize, but no point exists Sun rise, sun set Sun ever set and rise to reach Sun, a chemical reacting ahead above then gone behind, and thus are days and time and our movement/spaces are defined. We finish in the dark Mountains plane towards sky behind Plainly plains sky out ahead, And trees disappear to us with sun, That chemical mountain chaser.

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