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leapyear

There’s a party and you want to be invited but you also want to sleep and you wish they would just keep it down those rowdy neighbors. They are dancing and singing and you are holding your pillow tightly dreaming of dolphins jumping out of the sea and submerging again. Teasing you to swim out to meet them. And out in the distance there’s a big hunk of metal threatening us and a bunch of teenagers lighting forest fires.

posted by la kara @ 08:18