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Snow flakes look like stars White pillows on the cars Two glasses of beer and one Czech *** Outside, sugared lion behind the windows Inside, old type-writers under the windows The nicotine yellow short lace curtains on the panes You are here and you are not here Pickled soft cheese, bread and beer And you still have not sent The value added tax The workers are tired they need to relax Your belly itches They talk about cars It could be the pine Could be the willow Or the lights behind the window —
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Jan 13, 2017
Jan 13, 2017 at 2:14 AM UTC
Night Stroll (2017)
Snow flakes look like stars White pillows on the cars Two glasses of beer and one Czech *** Outside, sugared lion behind the windows Inside, old type-writers under the windows The nicotine yellow short lace curtains on the panes You are here and you are not here Pickled soft cheese, bread and beer And you still have not sent The value added tax The workers are tired they need to relax Your belly itches They talk about cars It could be the pine Could be the willow Or the lights behind the window —
Řeporyje, Czech Republic, 11.1.2017, full moon
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Jan 13, 2017
Jan 13, 2017 at 2:14 AM UTC
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