It sounds like a garbled, old '45
and tastes bittersweet, like green apples.
It smells like a windy day,
looks like butterflies being tossed in the wind;
It makes you feel as if you've been suffereing
from Vertigo.
- Jacqueline Audrey
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| Confusion is greyer than a stormy day. It sounds like a garbled, old '45 and tastes bittersweet, like green apples. It smells like a windy day, looks like butterflies being tossed in the wind; It makes you feel as if you've been suffereing from Vertigo. - Jacqueline Audrey |
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