dimanche 9 septembre 2007

due west until you reach the second nearest star

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"and one for my baby... and one more for the road..." :











there was a melody unlike all the others that sang out from the window sill, it seemed, and every time she neared it to jump out and try to escape, the song pushed her back and back and back.




















back of the head on the floor, knock all those memories out.





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