could an ocean of waves break my soul into fragments, splitting them across the caverns, the shore, the rocks and the shells?
could a sky of snow float down upon the treetops and shed its pure beauty upon the long-time travelled road?
may it be, may it be.
Life of a 31 Status
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As I sit here contemplating the meaning of life (as a 31 Status), I'm
mentally ticking off boxes in my checklist of things to do: Cook, check.
Eat, check. ...
11 years ago
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