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This life, these actions, the situations,
the people I meet, cars I drive, places I go.
All of the above make a life, my life.
What do you make of it?
The same as I do or something different?
Do you sum it up simply or in a complicated way?
My own views are hidden, known only to me.
Should I share them with you?
Is that wise? Not just yet.
There's m...
Wednesday 7th August 2013 9:27 pm
orbit
Orbit
One million hearts speak as one; I listen to the solitary one who cries out in eloquent despair. That single wounded heart will claim me by her right and ensnare me and save me from me and I’ll never break it. She’ll bring me happiness after years of sorrow. Her name is?
Rockets are for the benefit of the human race taking us to the stars or for the worst, blowing us to bit...
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