This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking.
It's really no big deal.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Some facts...
...are incapable of being dramatized, poeticized, or even imagined. The most that can be done by way of expression toward certain facts is an utterance brushing the edge of silence.
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