Mirages fool only those who desire.

Nov 16, 2004 22:32

More jumbled bits and scraps of paper with ideas than I can imagine. I wish I could carry that notebook everywhere, but I'd need to sew a large enough pocket on my coat... Been meaning to do that, but time is hard for me to come across. My creativity is shattered into a million little bits. Everything is a tiny fragment that sounds wonderful, but ( Read more... )

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fliggy_30 November 18 2004, 01:26:00 UTC
Poetry is better when it is fresh from the mind. It's beautiful...

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