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Gaudi Architecture by photographer Clement Celma

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I want to turn off
I don’t want to say the future has arrested us
I know the day is in front of me and that’s enough
That’s enough

I’m walking away
From a life that’s tainted by all enernies of times black graces

Complecent hands encircling us

Just take some time to breathe
Fill your lungs with the airless space you need
And when you wake from this coma state
The lights will fade and rooms will shake

But you’ll be happy to see in the dark
You’ll be happy to see in the dark
When faces stare with no need for remark
You’ll be happy to see in the dark

Reblogged from One Day, One Music
She was no longer that happy creature who in earlier youth wandered with me on the banks of the lake and talked with ecstasy of our future prospects. The first of those sorrows which are sent to wean us from the earth had visited her, and its dimming influence quenched her dearest smiles.
— ¬†Mary Shelley (via alfsaga)
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Bird Skull
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