while the main media outlets
looked around and went
beserk
we talked our way through
a night of funky smells
and yellow sounds
a green and red
texture holding us this
morning, warp and woof,
even in the flesh
where there is no going
elsewhere, just forgetting
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Very nice blog! I will be following from Italy! Ciao :)
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