BLUE ICE MELTS IN THE JAW OF SPRING, YOU CONTACT YOURSELF , EVERY DAY A LIFETIME.<>YOU SEND TELEGRAMS TO YOUR MOTHER.<>GRANDMOTHER ANSWERS,<>ALL YOU CAN DO IS LIE DOWN ON THE HOOD OF YOUR CAR AND GLARE AT THE SKY.<>IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE WHETHER YOU SEE THE SUN OR THE STARS, A TREE OR A PERSON.LIFE IS EXPLODING IN YOUR MIND.<>YOU SEND MESSAGES TO YOUR MOTHER, IGNORING HER DEATH , EXPECTING AN ANSWER,!!!!!!!!!
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