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Archives: April2009
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baby pain.
The coffee steams intricate patterns into the air flowing designs.
Encountering easy access exits, plans beset their origins and wanderous craftery is settled comfortably in the main area of the right cortex.
Looking into the eyes of the clerk, her thoughts speak:
“I can see your blood splattered all over the wall behind you. Perhaps even your fingers set in
cute patterns.. so [...] -
where the river leads.
My dear, hold my hand as we walk amongst the sway of green.
Forgotten tales of trouble and deceit fade as the rays of sun hit your every line and crevice.
Into the wild we walk, as two and as one.
Not does it matter what name you posses, or the feelings you seek, but the equals in which you walk.
Close’th [...]
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