Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Incident in O'Connell Street
So its O'Connell Street in this great city, and she has her practised walk in full gear, the make up and the facial expression that she believes so deeply in, I reckong she's from Foxrock, she just isn't ordinary at all, and then........... The iced path decides to bring her down...........
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