Summer 2000
Hate to sit upsidedown
wow green apples prettiest
mess make understandable
Screaming silicon hills
fall deep pure textile
Sneeze the comic language
way back sitting my red
shirt persuated blue
Oceans of cloudy days
hitting sun

Built some boxes
make them relaxed
Timber the trees
release some bees

Energy of turning your head
towards movment
Forget the tought let fly
Eventually always rusted
harbour of marriage
I don't have the old book
black dressed men
in Ray-Bans

Tight rubbed pencil ink
lasting ancient walls
wallpapers never like landscapes

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The stones of joy are
FORBIDDEN
They hurt your finger
and make people angry
in these dry-white-clean
PLACES
We wanted to fullfill
our hands with joystones
but they only made us cry and shy

(Left the house without pleasure)

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Silly laughing after a happy day
our nice day tower built up
Don't know the names of them
all
don't follow the lights signs
greetings dissapearing feelings
The dog was shy but they still stairing
Waving sounds of people
leaving
I wanted to draw meaningless
pictures stress
My finger aching
truly house making
living in just yellow

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Smoothly checking them out
walking alone

Wanted to meet one of the closest
my woman dark
seeing the nearest

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Influence of the makers
finding the true way of
taking the elv fly

Why I said I would
be such a paranoid
I wasn't going to admit anything

Street streets street
the shadows are still there
my energy search
The energy of the walls
whispering to them all
noticing the smallest light
forcing it to stay
long enough
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Sleeplessly sleeping
seeing the figures
forming behind the eyes
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Nothing perfectly
honest out of focus
not directly imagined
Just the journey
to the highlands
nope nope heaven
old ways of finding stones
muttered voices
from the forest
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In general americans are just pure stoooopids;)

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Aamuisin aina tyhjä tila, yön kuvitelmat pakenevat, unet,
kiihkot ja ymmärtämättömyydet. Tila täyttyy luonnottomilla kuvilla.
Hetkeen ei voi pysähtyä, on oltava, keskeisesti olemassa, vartalo
vapisten. Paluu takaisin ei mistään, rapistuen, kuvat unohdettuna kuin
pieni unelma. Uuden päivän suudelma, kipeä ja jumalallinen.

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Multigrade-paperin jyrkkyys nolla-arvoilla on 1,5-2 merkistä riippuen.

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