my fright has been smudged with uncertainty. i prefer uncertainty to fright. believing i am better off. the embers are ashes now. they can do no harm. no cause. no effect. hearth reignited. the newborn sepiac confettis are less fiery. they shall evolve. i know. hoping for a holy rape this time. waiting for a chaste dissection. |
Saturday, July 28, 2007
left midway.
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It is an articulate,Intellectual & interesting write up.
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