

quicksand burningquicksand burningquicksand burning
I found her in between the desert dunes,
the ocean of sand, the shore without the sea, the fairytale without the end. I found Neptune's ex-lover, the faded blue and washed-out grey, slow wings folded in and under the curtains of heat: Trapped in the buried hourglass,
the brittle truth and the bitter past.
Mouth glued to the glassy globe, murmurs she, "I am not beautiful or bone-lovely, only skeleton-thin and
grainy like the Gobi."
"I always thought of you as a garden girl," with orchids in her hair and jasmine
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"Nie ma tak dobrze, rrrrobaczku..."
Thanks so much for the fav
I really appreciate it
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where everything is under $30 bucks! ^_^
(Sorry if I already said this in a reply.)
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Well, if it isn't fat stinking billygoat Billyboy in poison. How art thou, thou globby bottle of cheap stinking chip-oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if you have any yarbles, you eunuch jelly, thou.
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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I am a Filipino
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I am a Filipino
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Chaz Carlson
Photographer
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