your brain is made of candy
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
long walks down a place with lots of slug friends on the ground, two sheep grazing the grass at the bottom of a bridge, the sun was hardly peeking, the wind was singing, the water whispering
you are my yellow
eres me amarillo, mi sol
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