i remember the joy
i remember the field
and the poppies colored with sesame-oil
i remember the sky
and the clouds as thick and sleepy
as the june haze that hung around us
i remember the girl
and the spots on her face
like a fairy had sprinkled cinnamon on her cheeks
and dropped liquid gold into her irises
i remember the clouds
and their sky of a delicate passionate blue
filled with the essence of the world's joys and tears
i remember the poppies
and the field of lush acid green
i remember the joy
and what a joy...
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"Behind every great man.... is a great woman, laughing her ass of at him."
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...which roughly translates to I want to get into your underpants.
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"Behind every great man.... is a great woman, laughing her ass of at him."
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...which roughly translates to I want to get into your underpants.
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Yo Momma is so fat, That even Naruto doesnt BELIEVE IT!
I have a freakin. yaoi. HAT.
Its epic. It has a rainbow and everything.
Yes I'm a Christian... Will that be a Problem?
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...which roughly translates to I want to get into your underpants.
What about "Poppy Summer?"
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-Quod me nutrit me destruit-
Ooh! That's a good one! 8O
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...which roughly translates to I want to get into your underpants.
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Yo Momma is so fat, That even Naruto doesnt BELIEVE IT!
I have a freakin. yaoi. HAT.
Its epic. It has a rainbow and everything.
Yes I'm a Christian... Will that be a Problem?
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