In the holy solipsism
of the young

Now I can't walk thru a city
street w/out eying each
single pedestrian. I feel
thier vibe thru my
skin, the hair on my neck
--- it rises.

Autor: Jim Morrison

In the holy solipsism <br /> of the young<br /><br />Now I can't walk thru a city<br />street w/out eying each<br />single pedestrian. I feel<br />thier vibe thru my<br />skin, the hair on my neck<br />--- it rises. - Jim Morrison

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