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I knew a man who was born under the Sun, a Leo, and his image is posted at a bus stop saturated by rain. I do not know if this man I once knew is just missing or dead, I do not know if his lion curls will ever need cut again. The body does not have to be stiff for the Sun to forget its place, be doused by rain – the Leo man is missing all but his breath.
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 10:01 PM UTC
the lioness and infidel
I knew a man who was born under the Sun, a Leo, and his image is posted at a bus stop saturated by rain. I do not know if this man I once knew is just missing or dead, I do not know if his lion curls will ever need cut again. The body does not have to be stiff for the Sun to forget its place, be doused by rain – the Leo man is missing all but his breath.
sarina
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 10:01 PM UTC
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