If there was a little bit of porridge in the refrigerator, would you eat lightning? Or perhaps a cracker dipped in the soup of rebellion. I would eat it, and when I was done I would lick my fingers, look to the stars and say...'macaroons'.
we never landed on the moon, we never even touched the skies. save me one more dance, and i will be free from everything i think to be
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