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Apr 2012
What are you now, cloud?
What are you now, cloud?
While I slept beneath an oak
You were shaped like carp.
Tuck Fish
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Tuck Fish
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   Lilly Tereza, Dylan, Onkel Hva and Johnny Panic
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