aceblade's works for Friday, September 16, 2011

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Friday, September 16, 2011

she flys away, to a moment when, they held hands, he held her up in the wind, steep mountain cliffs, who'd of thought she'd went? she fly's away, into the heart of her son, and when the wind of change begins to blow, she thinks about how she hoped he's grow, and that he did, grew to a stone of a... Sign in to see full entry.

I am the same, connected to you, our souls, encapsulated bodies of one, disected purposefully, so free will is real, though we are one, choices do change the person who, we are, should be, and are, looking down upon me is a brother's keeper, I am my brother's keeper, keeper of memories, that are... Sign in to see full entry.

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