noon day sun, what a time to run
sea of green, In my silly dream
clouds slip in and out of place with the stars
the sunset sets dark in the light of the cars
fringe latin hint at something speaking softly with some hardness
corrupting a tritium I'm in-barest to start with
"patient 0 says what?"
no thanks...
Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 5:27 AM UTC
noon day sun, what a time to run
sea of green, In my silly dream
clouds slip in and out of place with the stars
the sunset sets dark in the light of the cars
fringe latin hint at something speaking softly with some hardness
corrupting a tritium I'm in-barest to start with
"patient 0 says what?"
no thanks...
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