A part of my heart, tad of my countenance, something of my soul. That which is all a little of me. It precipitates the snow of time's storm, raining its passing on all I know. Books and souvenirs sit quietly collecting while I idle by. The disheveling of it my only being.
Friday, June 04, 2004
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What inspired such reflection?
A very unique view on that. Well stated.
Todd Vodka (Marc) is quite a poet.
I liked it.
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Wow Todd Vodka. Your words so eloquent... Is it you or the vodka talking?
Wow that was amazing. No, really!
I really like your writing. Are you a poet in your free time or something?
I also invite everyone here to come and visit my blog and review it!
Thanks!
A Day in the Life of a College Student
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Hey Bunny and Jay, thanks for stopping by and unloading the compliments.
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