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Southern Mississippii Standstill (Other) by wilco

Arms draped like willows, Althea caught the sunbeams laughing at the tide. She chased them across wide fields of ecru grasses until the stars grew. When they turned their shine away from her smiling face, fireflies were left. Eyes closed like cave-ins, Althea caught the sunbeams falling across dreams.

wilco 17-Jul-04/10:23 AM
That's exactly how it is down here. Except you forgot about the guy in the overalls playing banjo on the steps of the general store. We also like to sleep with our relatives, go to Klan rallies and drink moonshine.




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