we are i and my spooky sister. we invade the silence of sounds. he wrote: i dream every day and really they are always beautiful dreams she dreamt of a road that knows only the horizon. she dreamt of a hug that was hotter than chillies. she dreamt of a ceiling of butterflies. from The Butterflies and the Burnings
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