It's all about writing, buddy.
"So what? All writers are lunatics!"
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
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" When she was just a girl,
she expected the world.
But it flew away of her reach
So she ran away in her sleep.
Still lying underneath the stormy skies.
She said oh oh oh oh oh oh,
I know
the sun sets to rise
."
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