dying of young age, your brother nurses at the breast of the stage hand’s version of a mother. the stage hand is off arguing with a lamp on the impossibility of attracting moths. beside a tall cake, a groom with lockjaw and a stiff neck has to take life’s high point on faith. if you remember, brother made for the groom a bible so light it could be held by a cobweb. and then it was.
Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 2:00 PM UTC
dying of young age, your brother nurses at the breast of the stage hand’s version of a mother. the stage hand is off arguing with a lamp on the impossibility of attracting moths. beside a tall cake, a groom with lockjaw and a stiff neck has to take life’s high point on faith. if you remember, brother made for the groom a bible so light it could be held by a cobweb. and then it was.
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