Wednesday 3 November 2010

Were they in a lounge? The doctor asked.

I'm not sure : They seemed to be; crimson; the sun, it shines on my face from the top right of my vision. | is it really imperative? ; the doctor asked again, he was frustrating me, his hands pushed into me, forcing his way through my barriers. [These texts must be read while listening to the music.]

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