In the daydream, on a crusty chest, head is slightly to one sound, head is curly and messing. I know, I don't smoke with the angels I know, don't throw ashtrays at me. Grow tall skin, fold on, they said, rank the wall. I say, bad weeds grow tall. Hold on skin, they said.

2xGr8rax including music by Agricantus, Can and Comets.

Artwork by Halina Dąbrowska

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