Wednesday 21 November 2007 photo 2/3
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And if the snow buries my, my neighborhood. And if my parents are crying then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours, yeah a tunnel from my window to yours. You climb out the chimney and meet me in the middle, the middle of the town. Purify the colors, purify my mind Kan jag ta den grå-svart-randiga tröjjan? Eller ska jag kanske duscha sådär skållande varmt? Och den där öppningssidan på mobilen när man slår på den då, den finns ju fortfarande där?
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Anonymous
Thu 22 Nov 2007 16:39
We let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know, then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow...
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