special love number 7

it brought myself together into a tempestual storm of unthinkable beuaty and ugliness oscillating together and apart breaking the lenton hymn sing dance party under its feverish blue highlites without a single word to mother as we proceed into the boot factory where we will eat leather shoe laces with parma violets and dirty dirty misgivings that ultimately turn into joy and fly away.


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