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Our Thoughts Are Shapes, And In This Moment Exist Millions Our Children Can See, Their Wonder Is The Answer War Is For Boring Old Men Prospero Dreams, And The Sea Shall Save Us All A Family Of Hearts Always Lives In Abstracted Space Flesh And Hearts, I Want To Squeeze Them With My Fingers Our Bodies Are Armor One Letter Before Her Love I Feel Everything Mother and Child Snuggle Knott Connection: Red Connection: Blue untitled Sketch Man Run
2008/2009