slumber and evil
crank my head with the shape of flake
all snow flow shining bright as it glows
all tree tricks me into the freak heat
sunny all summers funny i was'nt told
crank my head with the shape of flake
springs went by smothered me slow
black smoke filled and drilled my head rolled
zephyr as it shows, green o' grassy field
and to live in the city inner sin
or leave this village of deviant pure...
zariesworld
somewhere around 2.00 pm
7/08/06
ling abb on phonological task...
Monday, August 07, 2006
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