ashlings:I stumbled through his grey gardens, after,Sore and smiling.And the gardener said, “Little
ashlings:I stumbled through his grey gardens, after,Sore and smiling.And the gardener said, “Little girl,Little sunlit flower, You belong in the world above.Trust that they’ll come for you,But while you waitDon’t eat the food of the dead, for it will trap you here.”And I said give me the fucking fruit.[ x ] -- source link
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