And after the storm i went down to the basement and everything was floating lots of my old keyboards thirty projectors props from old performances a fiberglass plane motorcycle countless papers and books
and I looked at them floating there in the shiny dark water, dissolving all the things I had carefully saved all my life becoming nothing but junk and I thought how beautiful how magic and how catastrophicTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
