gri_2003_m_46_b03_f08_002
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- WINNER - 65793313 - WiltedLotus
- 65872588 - kaymooreart
- 65960922 - pleiades33
- 66040291 - slicitra
- 66163221 - not-logged-in-939538ab60c3411bfee1
- 66181435 - Preacher357
WINNER - 65793313 - WiltedLotus
13LYRIC
I will never relinquish the image
Of girls yielding to the light
Which eats their weight until they flow.
We become what we have eaten.
I swallow cherries. The orchard sways
In the wind that is never hungry.
Dressed by afternoon the girls
Dissolve like fruit in the sun's mouth.
Eaten by the sun they burn
In the sky above the orchards.
LYRIC
White masks of surf surround the islands
Like young girls visiting a ball:
Fans of fern are silhouetted
On the undulating traces.
Like columns of a fallen town
That breaks on the barbarous coast
The waves fall in corinthian fragments.
O classical nostalgic shore.
When I romantically elude
Hierarchies of rock inland
The animistic sea consigns
Such disturbing and erotic shells. . .
65872588 - kaymooreart
LYRICI will never relinquish the image
Of girls yielding to the light
Which eats their weight until they flow.
We become what we have eaten.
I swallow cherries. The orchard sways
In the wind that is never hungry.
Dressed by afternoon the girls
Dissolve like fruit in the sun's mouth.
Eaten by the sun they burn
In the sky above the orchards.
LYRIC
White masks of surf surround the islands
Like young girls visiting a ball:
Fans of fern are silhouetted
On the undulating traces.
Like columns of a fallen town
That breaks on the barbarous coast
The waves fall in corinthian fragments.
O classical nostalgic shore.
When I romantically elude
Hierarchies of rock inland
The animistic sea consigns
Such disturbing and erotic shells...
65960922 - pleiades33
13LYRIC
I will never relinquish the image
Of girls yielding to the light
Which eats their weight until they flow.
We become what we have eaten.
I swallow cherries. The orchard sways
In the wind that is never hungry.
Dressed by afternoon the girls
Dissolve like fruit in the sun's mouth.
Eaten by the sun they burn
In the sky above the orchards.
LYRIC
White masks of surf surround the islands
Like young girls visiting a ball:
Fans of fern are silhouetted
On the undulating traces.
Like columns of a fallen town
That breaks on the barbarous coast
The waves fall in corinthian fragments.
0 classical nostalgic shore.
When I romantically elude
Hierarchies of rock inland
The animistic sea consigns
Such disturbing and erotic shells...
66040291 - slicitra
LYRICI will never relinquish the image
Of girls yielding to the light
Which eats their weight until they flow.
We become what we have eaten.
I swallow cherries. The orchard sways
In the wind that is never hungry.
Dressed by afternoon the girls
Dissolve like fruit in the sun's mouth.
Eaten by the sun they burn
In the sky above the orchards.
LYRIC
White masks of surf surround the islands
Like young girls visiting a ball:
Fans of fern are silhouetted
On the undulating traces.
Like columns of a fallen town
That breaks on the fabulous coast
The waves fall in corinthian fragments.
O classical nostalgic shore.
When I romantically elude
Hierarchies of rock inland
The animistic sea consigns
Such disturbing and erotic shells...
barbarous
66163221 - not-logged-in-939538ab60c3411bfee1
LYRICI will never relinquish the image
Of girls yielding to the light
Which eats their weight until they flow.
We become what we have eaten.
I swallow cherries. The orchard sways
In the wind that is never hungry.
Dressed by afternoon the girls
Dissolve like fruit in the sun's mouth.
Eaten by the sun they burn
In the sky above the orchards.
LYRIC
White masks of surf surround the islands
Like young girls visiting a ball:
Fans of fern are silhouetted
On the undulating traces.
Like columns of a fallen town
That breaks on the barbarous coast
The waves fall in corinthian fragments.
O classical nostalgic shore.
When I romantically elude
Hierarchies or rock inland
The animistic sea consigns
Such disturbing and erotic shells...
66181435 - Preacher357
LYRICI will never relinquish the image
Of girls yielding to the light
Which eats their weight until they flow.
We become what we have eaten.
I swallow cherries. The orchard aways
In the wind that is never hungry.
Dressed by afternoon the girls
Dissolve like fruit in the sun's mouth.
Eaten by the sun they burn
In the sky above the orchards.
LYRIC
White masks of surf surround the islands
Like young girls visiting a ball:
Fans of ferns are silhouetted
On the undulating traces.
Like columns of a fallen town
That breaks on the barbarous coast
The waves fall in corinthian fragments.
O classical nostalgic shore.
When I romantically elude
Hierarchies of rock island
The animistic sea consigns
Such disturbing and erotic shells...