Thursday, August 27, 2009

Dying Inside The Seed Comments

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I see no point in dwelling in our thoughts.
I scare the flipping wings off your skin.
Even owls cannot stay awake on this night since we just fought.
You are clearly disoriented when you take your gin.
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Mitta Xinindlu
memory Wings
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South Africa
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