My Diary: Filled Spaces

I flew to the well known mole on the back of a woman laying in the cloud shine.‭ ‬Stopping only to frame the butterfly wings I used for the journey,‭ ‬I immediately acted as an usher at the wake of one of the players in the local Ragnarok football team.‭ ‬I had forgotten my dinner so I flew home by space rocket,‭ ‬holding tightly to the grey tabby cat I had used as an interpreter.

Filled Spaces

Filled Spaces

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