Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
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The doings of a composite being. A corporeal manifestation of the absurd. A piece of sentient, sapient flotsam. A piece of cheerful jetsam.
Spring is my favourite time of the year. I can feel the energy of it running down my arms and in my blood. I can feel it in the soft sweet air. Glorious Glorious Glorious.
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