A boy plays with my mind these days. Mostly in-absentia. Its fun in
bits and pieces. Fantastic in retrospect. I wonder if its important to
people that I write about them.
You leave me hanging. like the rhyme that refuses to complete the poem.
posted by . @ 5:33 AM
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"But Adam was resolved to leave, to go
out into this New Earth, and facing death
she followed him. God she had hardly known."
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