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SOLILOQUY
I think, therefore I am confused.
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Saki
closet poet, moon-gazer, soliloquist, daydreamer.
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010
green and gold
it would be good to be a blade of grass. to look up at sunlit trees. to take root and stay and never move house.
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