Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head. ...

I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head. (Franz Kafka)

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Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

Franz Kafka Quotes: I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.