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from Tomiro's Book : Tuesday 51:st of Marzipan 2049









Our small hole in the street you hardly see every morning, had suddenly grown enormous! Now you couldn't bicycle around it anymore. Tomiro, we would've filled every hole in town with fitting stones - but it's rather up to creativity of each creature. Painting whole hole spring green!?! That's your desire's deepest dream-surface. Will make you watch easier through rainstorms (singing through icequakes). Some lime green pebble you'll put inside though, won't help crossing over. Even vaettir gotta have wings on their shoes sometimes. Well at home that blue-yellow, flickering lampbulb, you changed to a fresh light green. Feeling calmly clear?!?






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