Saturday, June 11, 2011

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childhood is a strange country. 
it's a place you come from or go to-at least in your mind. 
for me it has an endless, spellbound something in it that feels remote. 
it's like a little sealed vault country of cake breath and grass stains 
where what you do instead of work is spin till you're dizzy. 
-syall bush

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