stargirlshe was today.
she was tomorrow.
she was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl.
we did not know what to make of her.
in our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly,
but the pin merely went through and away she flew.
ps:küçük prens bir, yıldız kız iki.. evet!
Speechless
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hellogoodbye
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...all beauty must die
urban news: [link]
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i play such a good (in)sane game, nobody believes where i go.
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...all beauty must die
urban news: [link]
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i play such a good (in)sane game, nobody believes where i go.
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...all beauty must die
urban news: [link]
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i play such a good (in)sane game, nobody believes where i go.
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