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Where now baby, in your stunt plane up in our sky. We acrobat into the incredible eventual abyss, upside down with our engine idling, I see your home country above us. Poland. How can it be so beautiful? Like your string wire canvas airplane, it belonged to your father. I bet he’d hate my tattoos...
Speed falling off, your plane drags downwards to an autumn Polish landscape. Arcing m...
Where now baby, in your stunt plane up in our sky. We acrobat into the incredible eventual abyss, upside down with our engine idling, I see your home country above us. Poland. How can it be so beautiful? Like your string wire canvas airplane, it belonged to your father. I bet he’d hate my tattoos...
Speed falling off, your plane drags downwards to an autumn Polish landscape. Arcing m...
Thursday 19th July 2012 11:46 pm
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