ArtYoga FOTOGRÁFIA
AUGUSTO CHIANCA
I'll find a new place to be from A haunted house with a picket fence
To float around and ghost my friendss
We'll find moonlit nights strangely empty Because when throu There will
It starts off slow, though you can't keep up
Feel your feet sink to the ground
Moon, a hole of light
Through the big top tent up high
Here before and after me
Shining down on me
