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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.

zodiac 19-Jul-04/3:03 AM
The Southern US is exactly like Jordan, which is exactly like Northern Mexico, which is actually like any Northern UK mining town or any town at all in Wales.




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