KirilKa
Photos and text by Kirila Cvetkovska.
Friday, December 26, 2014
I couldn't fit all
the remains of your taste.
They were too many.
And the suitcase too small.
You knew they had
dimension restrictions.
And you still left me
convicted with your
own convictions.
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