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Father

Everything is wrapped somehow arrangements in the corner ham on polished oval plate brand new shoes people whom they don't know picture for why he won't wake up they must pay attention so they don't smudge the blouse they don't know why whatever stains shouldn't be seen because well they have to pay attention from the window noticed in the street freshly painted bench and soiled ball remain astonished everything is wrapped somehow in black and someone should explain them.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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