I came home to WWIII so I went to the attic and wrote
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Letter Writer
The Letters
Incredibly sexual fever dreams.
A journal.
A journal.
TANGENTS
Followers
Backwards In Time
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2009
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January
(31)
- A Promise of Failings
- Songs For Laughter
- This Is Our Gratitude
- The Sentence
- Huxley's Gilded Cages
- Pisces One
- Hunger; For Joy
- Dean Kamen
- Heartbreak: TED
- Into The Valley of Hands
- America
- An Angry Mouth Not Understood
- 101
- Passing Unseen
- In Progress
- Vacation
- Dead Yet
- One Bad Dream
- Patriots
- Promise (Unfinished)
- Family
- Following
- Smallness In Such A Big Place
- Finding A Way, The Tao Of War
- 7:14
- I
- Revolution: A Closed Curve
- Welcome 2009
- Summer Ends
- 33 or Why I Wish I Wrote 'Suzanne'
- Will You?
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January
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Parents fighting, didn't notice their kid, dodges the fighting at the very least, retreats to his pen and pad, for all intents and purposes banished from the rest of his domicile.
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