Thursday, December 02, 2004
yet
i haven't felt the twinge of regret, yet. it will come and when it does the twinge will redouble itself and become hammer of guilt.
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A chaotic collection of writing exercises.
scattered starz paint twilight all over the place
including those laugh lines on your face.
but copyright will always remain loyal
to the writers who brought the words to a boil.
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