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The Curvature Of OhThe Curvature Of Oh
Tod’s a mute, it doesn’t matter why. It doesn’t matter why, but Tod’s a mute. He sometimes wants the world to spin so fast that he’s on the other side and he’s singing, he’s singing so loud that the crows in the rooftops stop their noise because there isn’t any point because no-one’s listening, because they’re all listening to Tod. God stops to hear Tod sing. But Tod can’t sing, not at the rate this world spins. He can’t sing.
Tod starts to paint. Starts in his room at the sound of the door, but the sound’s only so loud because it never comes from his mouth the way we sometimes surprise ourselves with words we never
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I think I know you
i hope i'm right.
just passing by and thought, 'ooo, i've heard that somewhere!'
cheers,
xxx
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There's a subtle 'b' in the word "subtle..."
Calling all Nobodys. We want you... ~Keepers-ofthe-Castle
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And what does that make me? Saint Francesca, patron saint of horny teenagers?
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~Elora
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And what does that make me? Saint Francesca, patron saint of horny teenagers?
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painting sunlight on the side of houses since 1988
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And what does that make me? Saint Francesca, patron saint of horny teenagers?
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