the hot, drugged midday silence when everything is hypnotised and stilled into silence by the eye of the sun; the silence when great music ends. 炎热迷离的午后万物被炎炎烈日催眠的宁静;一曲美妙音乐结束的宁静。 I have heard summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones....
the hot, drugged midday silence when everything is hypnotised and stilled into silence by the eye of the sun; the silence when great music ends. 炎热迷离的午后万物被炎炎烈日催眠的宁静;一曲美妙音乐结束的宁静。 I have heard summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones....
I have heard summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones. I have heard tree frogs in an orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a million emerald fireflies. I have heard the Keas calling over grey glaciers that groaned to themselves like old...
the hot, drugged midday silence when everything is hypnotised and stilled into silence by the eye of the sun; the silence when great music ends. 炎热迷离的午后万物被炎炎烈日催眠的宁静;一曲美妙音乐结束的宁静。 I have heard summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones....
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I have heard summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones. I have heard tree frogs in an orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a million emerald fireflies. I have heard the Keas calling over grey glaciers that groaned to themselves...
I have heard summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones. I have heard tree frogs in an orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a million emerald fireflies. I have heard the Keas calling over the grey glaciers that groaned to themselves like...
them felt like a thousand years. Fifthly, I never hoped, aspired, dreamed that one could find everything one wanted in one person. I was not such an idiot as to believe this was possible. Yet in you I have found everything I want: you are beautiful, gay, giving, gentle, idiotically...
I have heard summercicadascry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones. I have heard tree frogs in an orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a millionemeraldfireflies. I have heard the Keas calling over the grey glaciers that groaned to themselves like old ...
Yet in you I have found everything I want: you are beautiful, gay, giving, gentle, idiotically...