13.07.08
the world is cracking below and I am standing tall. my neck streches and pretends that 9meters is a normal height for someone like me. you ride a donkey and move away. a swarm of bees await you. they have a house a hive and you insist that it is not there that you can pass without a sting.
posted by la kara @ 00:21
1 Comments:
hola kara. un abrazo grande grande hasta tu pueblo.
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