
I dreamed a spider in its web swayed, I fell in love with his race and his play. I was part of his hair, cravings and I lost in eternity dissolute. The spider was caught in the decline of his time and is about to be slain. Can not remember who it was and whether she was a lineage that perpetrate its kind.
is simpler to talk about a spider that of humans. It would be even easier to plan Length avoiding hills and skyscrapers. An eleven year old girl took her wings, sailed through windows, walls and ceilings dirty to land between the pavement and the road. His eyes closed the stage of a lost dream somewhere that nobody could decipher. The question of time to search for wind insurance. No Jane Doe is now located on the perimeter of the meaning of the research group. "Jane, you've found the perfect distance to fly and feel the wind? His smile was captured in tears and dirt, just a name: Jane Doe. A label giving all the Janes lost without knowledge of being.
Just a minute of acclaim and Jane Doe with unflinching eyes at the universe, wondering who is Jane Doe? And a sea of \u200b\u200bbirds tearing impunity saying "Never again" after the manner of Poe's raven. Jane stuck between the cliffs waiting for a response that never came. Jane alone on the sidewalk hugging smiling with my

In memory of all the Jane Doe.
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