basking in 11:47 sun Liszt crazy on his piano my life is a poorly crafter art film besides, no audience Liszt has gone to vomit soon, clouds gather and strike the birds down my mind a sea of toilet water in my garden, a peacock getting fucked by the neighbour's dog a cat sleeping through the day's uneventfulness I have been out in the sun for far too long. Copyright © Tomic Riter. All rights reserved.
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