Friday, June 11, 2010

Hes The Macaroni To My Cheese

AIR NOTHING ...

These images on the surface of a current when you throw a stone, waves of infinitely dreams fade. A brief moment, the loafer is transformed into an unrepentant dreamer swift capturing his dreams before they slip between the fibers him ...
The striking flight, it takes subtle intermissions and sketches, oversights and naivety. He makes careful rhymes audible and visual tinted in shades of translucent tones. Modulations can be divided into discrete variants, distilling a mixture of sensuality and melancholy verging on the sublime: here and then open the windows of mindfulness.
Fugitive Seized by rustling of inspired, we enjoy the silky moments of eternity. Our hand-carried by waves coming from another world, is just grateful and swimmer
expire on the p (l) ing virgin and hot. Argonauts of the ideal, we discuss the unknown land of our beginnings ...

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