A secret theater of speechless monologue and prevenient counsel, an invisible mansion of all moods, musings, and mysteries, an infinite resort of disappointments and discoveries.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
In his case, for that matter,
these poetic molecules tend to be internally twisted
or fractured:
posted by G.d'A-L. or HARL or Ori Sapel at 7:21 PM
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