in the realm of ideas
be/ being// becoming
Monday, April 26, 2010
A cool breeze blows through the door. Music fills the air and room. Pinoo sits at the edge of the bed looking at the swirling fan, lost in thought. I hear my song of freedom. Lady gaga:)
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