She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China

I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me	serene. She sips her tea	I would have liked thunder when she left	True love has waited long enough
she left a little Java-shaped hole in my heart	the luckiest girl in the world (so stellar, so astronomically astounding)	And youth is cruel and has no remorse	It's a jailbreak; we're free.
Here you are, here I am, here we were	O blind cupidity, O wrath insane	Leonard Cohen	Broccoli and blood oranges
Boo Boo Kitty	Innocent, just like OJ!	and somewhere the stinging smell of burning leaves	January 3, 2011
Tippy Golden Flowery Broken Orange Pekoe	March 17, 2011	There will be no more stories to read	Remember me, I used to live for music. Remember me, I brought your groceries in.
YOUR HEAD A SPLODE	Turn on the Bright Lights

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