Tuesday, 23 August 2016

Hera

If its children and dogs just be what you are in a warm hazy fog that's what you want from the river Alt sea roses in your font but help me realise what's going on in someone else's dreams close to here pictures bear a lonely scar for all my needs dancing on egg shells fires everywhere marked by your iron bell plant a seed bring me what i want time at least beneath a fading star

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