Saturday 21 July 2012

Postcards from the Puckmobile eight – Luna's dream...

I'm sleeping somewhere in a Cul-D-Sac in his campervan. I'm dreaming about teapots and sunrise and melting away. I can't wake up...I can't wake up...I can't wake up. I don't like this dream. I don't want to be here any more. Wake me up someone! WAKE ME UP!

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  6. Miss Sparkle Farkle you don't need to do anything to help. You are help.

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