Nima Khaste | Bad Seed

 

 

 

We have faith in the poison

 

 

 

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Bleach Dream | Fifth & Mainview

 

He lunged left and right, finally into the street, dancing through the bees, scared but in his body, he grabbed the red grocery cart, and paced fast down the street in his red polo, something out of a hallucination, and I let him go.