I dream of rain.
I dream of gardens in the desert sand.
I wake in pain.
I dream of love, as time runs through my hands.
I dream of fire.
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire.
And in the flames,
Her shadows play in the shape of a mans desire.
Once again, I haven't updated in nearly a month, so it's about time I did. I've
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Just think, 10 days until Alias starts....
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bubbles the clown
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