NAM_NGUYEN

Nam Nguyen

home

A wish for perfect peace that if granted may become a transcendent horror of boredom.

treasure

I like it as a verb and not as a noun.

fame

One hopes that it is for notable achievements.

engine

The machine is invisible until the everything breaks down.

wisdom

Row, row, row my boat.

heroes

Are everywhere if one looks carefully.

time journey

We are submerged in a weave of compressed colorful layers.

sacrifice

In 1979 my father and mother escaped from their homeland to give their children a better life.

vice

The vise tightens ever more.

cats/dogs

I prefer a dog like cat.

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