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a collection of discursive rantings of nonplus ideas, shoddy composition, and all other forms of hardly intelligible figments from the ever expanding mind of an impressionable traveler. myspace.com/dontforgettosmilemusic
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Sunday, December 13, 2009
mild strokes of gilded breezes.
so you become sanguine.
inside the womb of a sun setting its head down.
august.
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