Little black tome a place where my thoughs can congeal and conspire.
Within you all that makes sense or not can be expressed and none shall pass judgement. But then none can judge as harsh as I.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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2 comments:
I love this ! You have a way with words :)
Wow, great work. Your a real talent and I cant wait to read more.
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