d_oracle: chasing cars...
d_oracle: I dream, I dream, I dream...
d_oracle: Wild horses...
d_oracle: Sunday mornings...
d_oracle: I have learned that to be with those I like is enough...
d_oracle: There is no chaos in the world...
d_oracle: Do you know the talk of those turning eye-balls?
d_oracle: hiding
d_oracle: Try to set the night on fire
d_oracle: a grandeur that will not bow its head before children...
d_oracle: show me your backside!
d_oracle: I go where you go...
d_oracle: I know where I'm going... Do you?
d_oracle: She has never written a poem...
d_oracle: This is the beach, that will tell a story..
d_oracle: Laugh at the sun...
d_oracle: artigo IX
d_oracle: it takes at least two somethings to create a difference...
d_oracle: I am
d_oracle: this is .... Nina
d_oracle: artigo 3
d_oracle: I Celebrate myself,
d_oracle: Artigo 4
d_oracle: an eye for an eye
d_oracle: Artigo 05
d_oracle: I'm sooo cold...
d_oracle: LOOKING FOR THE SUN
d_oracle: Who am I?
d_oracle: Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day
d_oracle: tijs black and white