Our road not marked on maps. Fugitives of the centuries,our origin is the breathing and our destination is exhalation,A thousand suns are flowing in our blood,and the vision of infinity is always chasing us.The form cannot tame us, Our days are a fire and our nights a sea.

-alexis karpouzos

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