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Oh, The Light Bulbs Exploded (And The Air Filled With Wings)

Posted in 5D-II, Free Liu Xia by Knutsvik on April 16, 2014

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Tuesday, 15th April 2014.

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  1. z ... said, on April 17, 2014 at 12:56 AM

    ***

    I am dead, MK
    That one really
    kills me, happy me

    *

    • Knutsvik said, on April 17, 2014 at 11:48 AM

      ayayay, Zamoysky, My Polish Princessa, in that case I am nothing but happy that we are now celebrating the feast of resurrection, and the feast of the flesh, ay, Zamoysky, rise, rise, rise and rejoice 😀

      Hepp!

  2. hobokollektiv said, on April 17, 2014 at 9:05 AM

    Ah buddy … the dark nights where the air is filled with dreams that got wings … oysters & champagne, wine, women & songs & a camera to photograph thoughts. But all these dirty little thoughts in dark nights sure make those light bulbs explode. Because it’s those dreams that make us burnin’ hard & bright & all through the night. All through the night, captein!

    All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.

    • Knutsvik said, on April 17, 2014 at 6:34 PM

      ay, Fritsch, buddy, we dream in darkness and we long for light for that is the way of men like us, always dreaming in the darkness, always burning, buddy!

      thanks, pal!

      Hepp!

  3. MT said, on April 19, 2014 at 10:42 AM

    Ojoioi, Nydelig bilde.
    FullmĂ„nen er vakker, skaper alltid uro i meg 🙂

    Ynskjer deg ei finfin pÄskehelg.
    PÄskeklemmar herifrÄ

    • Knutsvik said, on April 19, 2014 at 6:12 PM

      ayayay, Marie, mĂ„nen er ein einsam vandrar, og om han ikkje skapar uro i meg sĂ„ gjev han meg i det minste ei sjukeleg trang til Ă„ hyla kvar gong han visar seg 😀

      god pÄske til deg og, MT!

      Hepp!


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