the dog days are over

Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her, stuck, still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with her drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink

– Florence and the Machine’s The Dog Days are Over

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~ by translating for peas on May 23, 2010.

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