Sunday, July 8, 2018

the song i call the moving song plays in me as we walk to the water. i sing it to mister. how i moo-oove, how you moo-oo-oove me, and he does a little jig, and laughs his silent laugh, and i sing you crush the pillow in my so-oul, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh.

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