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August
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- Higher
- Nosing Earthly Feels
- I Am In The Southern Hemisphere
- Push The Island Out Of The Screen
- Altitudes
- My Heart Felt At 23:42
- A Dream To Walk
- Leverages of O'Lavender!
- A Waterfall's Worth Of Sound
- It Is Only Hoofbeats
- Optic Deep
- Wander And Stroll
- If This Means A Thing
- Sitting On
- Look
- There Is A Persistance Of Some Kind
- Immediate To The Firefly Corpses
- Steel Chrome Bars Forging Still
- Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
- Draw Me Lanterns
- I Thought I Saw Smoke
- Hot Chocolate Bricks
- Dancing Mirror
- A Curse Has Been Set
- Wrinkled On This Paper Bag
- Vermillion Light Studies Oh So Seventeen
- What Have I Gotten Myself Into?
- Terrible Things
- Little Babies
- Seiji Kei & I ;dream
- Constantly Getting Robbed ;dream
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1 comment:
i wrote this entry on the third of november of the year two thousand and seven.
hot chocolate bricks
fallen off the rooftop.
five max.
ears pop.
cardboard boxes flood the deck.
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