Sunday, 2 March 2014
Sweet P
The pain by the way, is that between a beaten shack and a mansion, there is a lovely story that you tell between whispers that dance with that chance that maybe perhaps your heart and mine draw calligraphy in the sands of time open an close, with your natural particulars, k... i speak in ancestral tongues, my tea with strawberries. Hola! hey, how you doing?
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