A perfect world

Sett p sangen frst!

Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-stripe scarf. When I was little my father would pull me into his lap and reach for the snow globe. He would turn it over, letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it. The two of us watched the snow fall gently around the penguin. The penguin was alone in there, I thought, and I worried for him. When I told my father this, he said, 'Don't worry, Susie. He has a nice life.
He's trapped in a perfect world.

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// tekst: utdrag fra boka The Lovely Bones

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22.12.2011 kl.22:30

hh for en st tekst!


23.12.2011 kl.00:02

Fin sang, og fin tekst! :)

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