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Floating, in a place of sunshine and horror. Simultaneous contradictions make this existence something amazing. She becomes goddess-like in her flaws and suddenly reality disappears.

Rose coloured glasses. Tinged with the faintest hint of geranium; the scent of forgotten memories surround her demise.

Only allow yourself the most intellectual of thoughts, it's what the trendy kids do.

Sparklehorse; invest yourself in it fully and you'll know what I mean.

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