M of memory is you. The Y is two. The space is within and without you. You and you. The whip of moments, the broken web of moments. New designs wearing and tearing before your conception, after my existence, my space is you. Use everything. Bye
M of memory is you. The Y is two. The space is within and without you. You and you. The whip of moments, the broken web of moments. New designs wearing and tearing before your conception, after my existence, my space is you. Use everything. Bye