I will not be just a tourist in the world of images, just watching images passing by which I cannot live in, make love to, possess as permanent sources of joy and ecstasy~
anais nin
Braved the reef and broke the spell, drove home to the moon trading places with the sun, found redemption in a paperback, more kissing less talking, music sweet music, the confessions were told, we left changed forever, i threw my dress to the line and napped in the sun, making your arm fall asleep to the rhythm of my slumber, happiness is a fleeting song

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