In their loud words and fancy grandeur, I only bow like a cat to be calm and patient, a living embodiment of marble, chips on which are covered with gold, which with age increases its value - my silence is louder than their cry; a smile is sharper and more dangerous than the knives hidden behind my back

Posted on Oct 24, 2020
Alex Slepushnikova
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