The moment I wake I am assailed by tiny flies. I like the green ones best. If I could move I would try to touch them, if I could breathe more deeply, I would suck them in.
Saturday 7 February 2009
Primary Beesting Rises from Ooze
The moment I wake I am assailed by tiny flies. I like the green ones best. If I could move I would try to touch them, if I could breathe more deeply, I would suck them in.
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