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A Bright Clearing I AM.
There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
What Makes Things Worthy Of Dissertation? (or something akin to this...)
Should I unfold my sleeve?
Or maintain the now-comfortable fold?
Talk is cheap but sometimes the price of being able to enunciate the words that have been longing for esape is quite dear, really.
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Shirley.
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I Do Not Apologize.
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