There was a train, a bird, fireworks, hearts, bubbles, and father. The dress and room was a premonition. The twins sang, the hands and the father motioned. There were beads, chicken, and tragedy ignites. There was a boat, a friend, crudeness, dark comedy, stairs, water, and photography.
Friday, 3 July 2009
Fragments I Ignored
There was a train, a bird, fireworks, hearts, bubbles, and father. The dress and room was a premonition. The twins sang, the hands and the father motioned. There were beads, chicken, and tragedy ignites. There was a boat, a friend, crudeness, dark comedy, stairs, water, and photography.
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