historier o reflektioner utifrån mina drömmar, foton, alltings poesi o filmer [stories n reflections inspired by my dreams, photos, world's poetry n movies]
19 januari 2009
moon spinnin' sun
once when Moon was spinning Sun his space sucked in this shining time. Their dance rolled out her endless hair 'till mirrors floated everywhere. So once when Sun was spinning Moon our light exploded out like room.
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