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calling card of an intimate escape
Friday, July 27, 2007
E.
if life was a drug we all would be so fucked up
we would all think the same and
than
no more war
no hurt
just illusionist happiness.
perfect.
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E.
splish splosh carrot tops
bring down the telescope.
swimming
talk about the atmosphere
significantly numerous
shooting stars and kalidescopes.
try that number.
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