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between ground and clouds
A friend from my Stockholm says how wonderful are the children to dig and grab hot dogs from the ground. A bastard Shaman gives me gifts from the clouds. Meanwhile Rain Dogs dreaming compote.
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there is not
paranoia colleagues, quarrels, ingratitude, ulcer compliments, gifts, laughing on air unfortunately there is not a crossroad.
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4 Days
Purple rain, full moon, summer solstice. Exhalation. Black. Long pause. New Moon. Inhalation. Full moon 4 days ago. The beginning is coming …
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A bittersweet trip, like everything in our short life. We continue with our injured ideals. Words can not say everything.