Flooring - a path to the sea to the bungalow. The dawn sky
Rose has grown up wants to go outside the fences want to watch the neighbors
Fabulous art, sickles of the moon on the crowns of trees, a girl on a ladder to a tree, rises to one of them
The smell caused the sneakers to smoke, the laces to untie
I wanted to eat ice cream, but I was frozen to the bone
A girl in Venice dressed in a masquerade to go to a ball
Branch to me and so on to the east of the city center
A man goes to the sky to the door on a ladder of books