tales from the murky splurge: lost

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Thursday, October 1, 2009

lost

He handed me this blueprint and i spread it across the ground it was amazing full of goals ambitions each one golden but how could i have read the smallprint who was there to say because to read them would make the wind just blow your dreams away There is not room in one life for perfect balance you... Sign in to see full entry.

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