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i think that it would be funny if they had blue pineapples, or square tomatoes. I can't wait to be a graphic designer/illustrator!!!
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Looking at life through the eyes of a tired hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder?
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for the fires, loud neighbors
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts










And sorry about the late reply I was on holidays
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"Je ne te crains pas gros moche, mon coeur est pur comme de l'eau de roche!"
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"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Most poems rhyme
But this one doesn't."
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Dib: You can't make me look! I'll just shut my eyes.
Zim: Oh, you'll open them. You have to breath sometime.
Dib: No, I - Wait... What do eyes have to do with breathing?
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"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Most poems rhyme
But this one doesn't."
Thanks so much for visiting my gallery, hope to see you later,
Mario
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VISIT MY HOMEPAGE AT [link]
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"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Most poems rhyme
But this one doesn't."
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My Mistaken Art page [link]
Don't forget to check my tunes[link]
And my scraps[link]
Thanks.
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"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Most poems rhyme
But this one doesn't."
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"Roses are red
Violets are blue
Most poems rhyme
But this one doesn't."
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