Days [ ) Kaleidoscope | Francesca Lia Block, 2003

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“You were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass.
But the way I saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers
and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew.”

Francesca Lia Block, Wasteland, 2003



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