Utopian
useful thoughts
grazed off the
tiny, hirsute tendrils
of skin, eager in
anticipation. Light
twinkled in
the distance.
grazed off the
tiny, hirsute tendrils
of skin, eager in
anticipation. Light
twinkled in
the distance.
A lost individual, trying to find in life, the meanings of things that so fascinate him. This is a blog of self-discovery, of constructing someone this lost individual never knew he lived the life of.
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