July 2011
The children of the summer's end Gathered in the dampened grass We played our songs and felt the london sky Resting on our hands It was god's land It was ragged and naive It was heaven http://www.you
One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand ☏✄✎☂ <- random
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