wolflun:Holding a nutcracker doll closeNo matter how far I run, I cannot solve the riddleAll alone i
wolflun:Holding a nutcracker doll closeNo matter how far I run, I cannot solve the riddleAll alone in a dark forestI am a child of love, lost on my way homeWhence does the blue bird fly in the morning?Whence does the light rain down upon the forest?All alone in a dark forestI am a child of love, lost on my way home(Poem by Shuji Terayama)‘94 Ikuko Itoh -- source link
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