Ocean, swallow me now

Singing Antony with a friend in my room. He’s drifting off to sleep… I can hear his breathing, which turns into light snoring, in less than 2 minutes. In the morning he sniffs loudly, as with me. Dusty interiors!

In the garden with my mother I stole a flower
With my mother in her power I chose a flower

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