Jun 2014
Sunshine,
don't you want to eat it with a fork,so
beams can drip through every tine
and splash against a
lime washed
man squashed
wasting time, watching
sunlight
waiting for the
night.
don't you want to eat it with a fork,so
beams can drip through every tine
and splash against a
lime washed
man squashed
wasting time, watching
sunlight
waiting for the
night.
(69/Here and now)
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