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Old shoes

The sky cry with the pensioners. Seeking asylum in a country where people understand, greet and beats a blow for more emotion and chaos. Where the sun's rays bounce as angry pilates balls. Wide awake in empty holes and among carbon dioxide there are little people, daisies and romance. Have you packed your crying? We go out tonight. Nobody knows your fist like I do. I love old people crying in the night. It's raining cats and dogs. A perfect night for old shoes like us. Not bored only pale and clean. Now is the perfect time for a selfie. I hear them now. Tintinnabulation.

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Publicerad 2014-04-07 15:52

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